#❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go !

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@gareththegreat - gareth gets a starter !

she meets gareth at the local arcade. he's like, really good at a little bit of everything, and always seemed pretty funny to talk to. the kind of person alice didn't mind wasting hours asking them millions of questions, about anything, and everything, and for his part, at least, gareth didn't really seem to MIND, even if he was a little bit bewildered by the intensity of her interest.

alice moves to hawkings without pomp nor circumstance, plopped amongst class in the middle of the year. but she's happy to see a FAMILIAR FACE amongst the sea of people watching her as she swung into her seat besides him, arms framing out where she stretches, dreamily, as if only having finally woken up. "i didn't know we were the same age! oh - that's the question i forgot to ask!"

- @gareththegreat

#gareththegreat #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ lost girlhood verse ┆ i'm afraid i can't explain myself !

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@ashesrebirthed - keiko gets a new follower starter !

alice always DID have the most curious of dreams. it didn't mean that she remembered much, or all of it ; the bits, and pieces. how she wasn't sure what life she was living, or where she was within it, but ah! why drive oneself mad over the details? there were still, yet, a good number of things for a girl to get up to, dangers and fun, mischief and adventure! so long as one's curiousity was being itched... the rest was simply details that she could fill into the edges if need be. right now was the real fun! that skipping, stepping stone, jump - from one moment into the next. a dream, into another dream.

what's more curious are the stranger few that she managed to see in these moments. for some times, it was fire and brimstone! in others, it was simply an ocean at the end of time, whose shores stretched onwards, upwards, impossible. right now, is but another landscape, and no - it didn't always MAKE SENSE. but the best things often never did! at least... that's what alice tells herself. that's what she knows to be true.

so to see a stranger, a new girl, a figure! it's not so much a moment for alarm, oh no! but a fellow traveller... wasn't that right? correct? upright? but why does she have to look so awfully DISTRESSED, able to taste that fear, that tinged confusion that wrings through her, desperate. something that begged of her to stop, even though alice has a strange feeling that she ought to be moving, dodging, wary. how could she ever let a mystery well enough alone? palms, fisting at lace and blue. "now what on earth are you doing here?" that blinkering of long lashes, a wider grin. how she seems, yet, oddly familiar, and yet ; like a glimpse of a falling slice of a mirror. she can't quite put together the fullness, or the whole. "are you quite alright there? need a hand up?"

- @ashesrebirthed

#❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser ! #ashesrebirthed

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@444fm - adonis and aries get a starter bc my bestest hoe is back !

she never thinks she'll end up in a place like this. where sweat runs down every glass, where her sunglasses fog the moment she steps out into the muggy heat of it. how girls in sundresses dominate the yellowing lawns, boys in their jeans and their pale skin burning and blistering, or how people pile into the churches here, looking for salvation and redemption at once. that alice is here is truly a mystery, but perhaps, as she tells the others here with her voice as WARM AS HONEY, it's fate. god puts her here to help them, to guide them. and so too, is adonis and aries, there to show them the true light of what could provide to them a new lease upon life, safety, within the garden of god's light.

it takes almost nothing at all to convince those around them that they have within them the light of WHAT'S HOLY - regardless of how indecently they lead their lives, so long as they could parrot the lines, what else mattered? they'd found their sheep, and all they needed was a shepherd, a guard dog, and someone to play the maiden, and between the three of them, had they not the right stuff? for people like this, weened on poison, their presence was a comfort, their church a confirmation of their own twisting ideals, and desire to be a part of something far greater than these pathetic souls ever deserved.

the boys tells her once - IT'S SAFER TO BE FEARED THAN LOVED.

and she takes that to heart. after all, haven't they found each other in the most unsafe of situations? she's nobody when they find her, they scrape her from the side walk and make her somebody. and she'll love them, feverish and awfully, until she dies. that's a fact for her, even if they're taking her to places like south carolina in the midst of heat waves and endless summers, even when what they're doing is dishonest and terrible. IT OWNED HER. because these were the lies they told together, the grift that they'd crafted, in their own desire to be something. alice, who looks back at them now with her smile painted bright over pink-glossed lips, the very picture of girlishness as demanded by her position.

"should i lock up then? the last of them left already." their hallowed ground is empty - they are all that REMAIN.

- @444fm

#444fm #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ lost girlhood verse ┆ i'm afraid i can't explain myself !

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@godstrayed - con't from here with peter !

it's been an absolute age since she's seen peter parker. who'd have expected in him a place like this? they've come SO FAR from their years in high school, the both of them, wide eyed dreamers. or, well, she'd been ; her head in the clouds, but he's rarely around. more of a fun cameo appearance of a person in classes then he was whole at times. but wasn't it fun when he was there? and now, wasn't he just charming seated there with her at the lunch table within this place? how excited she'd been when seeing him walk through the space, because how often was it that they got to have a blast from the past like this? alice has her head down in her research more than she ever got to hold it up, of late.

which is why she SITS HERE playing catch up with dear peter - who looks worn thin beneath the weight of adulthood. she understands that, first exchanges left with now alice leaning forwards within her seat, drinking silently from the straw stuck within her pink-glossed lips, blue eyes peering back at him from beneath the cover of coloured lenses.

well. "i mean there's all kinds of ways to deal with that feeling. faith is insane when it comes to the point where you actually KNOW where you want to go with things, but everything before it... it's hard, isn't it? everyone just expects you to know, like they've solved some secret puzzle to the heart that feels closed to you. but. i think that's the trick of it. a lot of people are feeling that, all of the time. and more than that. they also feel they're the only ones that care! it's a shame, isn't it? feeling like you're the only one who can do it all on your own. but i think that's the sort of magic behind opening up your heart. you find so many more people who feel and want the same things and who will work with you for it. like all this! i think back in school, everyone said my theories were silly little dreams. and now look at it! S.H.I.E.L.D. funded and research under way. i think you're making a step even just saying that to me, you know~ it's a good step. more people want good things then you think."

- @godstrayed

#( alice ) &&. marvel verse #godstrayed #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go !

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@vensperus - a starter for taemin as a welcome back !

"don't go telling me you MISSED ME NOW, we both know that that wouldn't be true." here sits alice! new life, new smile, all cocked and armed but with something akin to a sliver of a memory. how else would she know a man was a man was a demon was a nightmare?

he's left a mark! let it linger, let it settle into her bones. doesn't he know that? a cambion and a girl like her, they're never meant to run within the same circles, much less the same dreams! yet here they were, in UTTER OPPOSITION. "that's okay~ you don't have to say it. i missed you! gosh, your scowl is as terrible as ever, isn't it?"

- @vensperus

#vensperus #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@princessonia - sonia gets a new follower starter !

new students COME AND GO! and each as devastatingly impressive as the last. it's strange to think that alice has managed to stay engaged long enough to stick around from one moment to the next ; her lips forming into a smile as she ducks and weaves and moves and jumps! battered sneakers, beating at cement, she’s out and off the road she’s meant to be following back towards the direction of school - following off for the hint of something new that could be found down another rabbit hole, when the school itself proved to be more than a dull affair despite the hype and efforts put into collecting its rather impressive student body. they’re meant to be the shining hope for humanity, was it? a worthy goal, a pretty ending, but why does she have a feeling that nothing comes wrapped in a bow, without some form of restriction?

a girl is a girl is someone who’s happy to find a familiar face when she’s gone off the less beaten path yet again. a familiar bob of blonde, a height that marks her distinct, alice ducks around someone else to casually link an arm through another, a BLISSFULLY CALM smile affixed on her features. “what are you doing this far from campus?” alice and her luck were an immaculate concept, but why does it feel that she’s walked in at a fated sort of moment? blue eyes narrow, a cheek pressing to the sleeve of the other’s uniform, tongue parting the seam of her lips, so curious she could almost taste it. “and without your loyal knight and all his devas of darkness? what a rare occasion indeed!"

- @princessonia

#princessonia #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@chmerical - cc gets a camp starter !

summertime! and THE LIVING'S EASY, or so it feels when alice sees that name pop up at the top of her phone. how alive she sits, within the home she's cloistered within, gaze slipping to her sister's own before she's off chasing something important, like... getting over to the camp. where she knows she's not meant to be, knowing that the church might go looking for her, but let them wonder about their prophet...

she was on a mission FOR LOVE, and nobody could stop her now!

chest all tight as she runs onto the doc to see them now. that there they sit beneath the moonlight, darling as ever, alice jumping there into their arms, all long limbs and messy kisses, that missing that pulls at a LONG HELD LONGING within her chest. "you're back, you're back, you're back-" her words muffled against their cheek, their hair, hands there to cusp at their cheek. "my darling charlie cat-"

- @chmerical

#chmerical #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ lost girlhood verse ┆ i'm afraid i can't explain myself !

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@temporalobjects gets a short starter for hitting the ♡

She loves these LATE NIGHT FEELINGS when it's just the two of them. Hands held in the daylight when she can look at her girlfriend and see where Pinky's got herself all right, all good, where she can take care of her in new ways.

Dreams are different. They both have a function, a purpose, and none of their own. Illicit creatures that WEREN'T MEANT TO MEET, but they were stubborn things, weren't they? Come time for bed, they'd slip away, and into chasing nightmares and souls, for their own ends."Was the bath good?" ran early, soaks included. "I figured you'd need it. You've been so tense lately."

- @temporalobjects

#temporalobjects #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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❛ every day i fight, i fight for all of us. ❜ - to alice from emma swan ? - @mythous

fight, she says! oh emma, emma swan, she lives such a prolific life, touched by both glory and baring the burden of consequence! what does the daughter of prince charming and the beautiful snow white have in store? but a fight, for the very heart and soul of what crafts a place such as STORYBROOKE, made for people like them... their hearts, their souls, belonging to a grander story, but only a handful of them remember even a lick of their former lives.

but not alice! she laughs when emma returns, and calls her the prodigal daughter. and of course, in return, emma only thinks her MAD, but none of that is new to her, her lips curving, comely. "you'll learn~" and learn she does. it's a story at the end of the day, about a woman and her son, about good and evil, and about the good that could reside within them all if given a chance. too bad! alice finds herself a girl torn out of time, out of place, and she knew that while this curse kept them all wrapped up in a life that wasn't real...

at least they were living well, weren't they? alice aiming her toy gun in emma's direction, squirting water when the trigger's pulled ; her smile dripping of something akin to GIRLHOOD CONTEMPT. "we'll fight forever, you know. that's the whole point of storybooks and fairytales. there's a reason why the ending is never really the ending. it's about the big moment when good wins and beautiful things happen. but things happen after that too, when the book closes and the chapter ends. are you ready for that? to fight forever?"

- @mythous

#mythous #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@gareththegreat - gareth gets a starter !

she does say to remember to wake her. she just doesn't realise how long she's been out. it's an unfamiliar ceiling, an unfamiliar couch... and a woman that she thinks, hates her, with hands about her throat while crying out, OFF WITH HER HEAD! but alice wants to laugh for it, take it, try me, a monster until the end of it. useless, human, she feels it prickle against her skin when watching her, siren, teacher, someone who's always been there for alice to tease and taunt and now... now they've had to share things, and somehow, of all the places to be taken to when she'd said simply enough for drina heart to keep her safe, she'd brought her here and...

oh, she simply doesn't know what to think of that AT ALL, does she?

gareth, there, and how was he to know what bubbles, simmers, boils right over! there's a that ask made, come back here, little alice, as if she were a child, and, alice can only glare at the woman as if she could hardly stand her, which... might have been a little more true if she hadn't helped belle. hadn't done something that made maddie, so much more WHOLE. breathing unsteady, that racing heart! a dizzying mind, a sickened soul, she grasps onto his arm, on bending legs, unlike her careless, riotous self at once. "i'd like to leave."

a firmer squeeze, on gritted teeth. "i'd like to leave, PLEASE." there's no room for her to fret and roll whimsical queries and perhapses. alice barely knows what day it is anymore, does she? she doesn't even want to look at him, knowing somewhere, inside, that she has to cling to some sense of pride. the steel never quite slips from where it sits between her shoulder blades, and she knows that what she's been dreaming of will be remembered... not in the way that she expected, but in a way that stays with her. wishing, terribly, to be herself, coil-mouthed and insolent. but instead she looks at gareth, finally, teeth pulling at her bottom lip.

"i'm starving." reaching out, sudden, to flick him in the center of his forehead. "... COME EAT WITH ME." she doesn't really think that she's ready to be alone just yet.

- @gareththegreat ( ft some @ithirial on the beat )

#gareththegreat #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@rebeltyped gets a short starter for hitting the ♡

Alice only yawns - a sleepy grin on her face as she waves to that FAMILIAR FACE when she wakes up, cautious at first as she goes fishing for clothes on the floor, pulling an oversized shirt off and deciding, good enough. "I thought you weren't coming back last night."

There's an almost casual ease to it - Alice comes and goes, but she's still Arley's girlfriend. Even if she's more seen a stray than kept, she paused to hold up one of the joints she'd rolled last night, heading tilting in Duncan's direction. "WANNA SPLIT ONE?"

- @rebeltyped

#rebeltyped #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@moonsmultimusings - rantaro gets a starter !

Oh! Was it time for night? Alice hangs from the edge of the railing at the rooms they've all been sequestered to, her lips humming a far more CHEERY TUNE than this place might suggest to them. There's something terribly wrong about the so-called school with which they are attending. In fact! The idea of murder as an extracurricular seems so wholly outside of what they ought to be doing! Girlhood demands something far more dreamy, but Alice, oh, she craves the adventure that this hints at. Suggests. It's a siren's call that promises something outside of what she's ever known, which itself was a full life... wasn't it? Alice the Explorer! Alice the Curious. Alice, who misses her Wonderland, even now.

And only ONE PERSON really understood this kind of longing. Even if he seems more a gentle thing than reckless, adventuring requires a certain willingness of the heart! And when you recognise that, deeply, it only becomes clearer that they were meant to clash, legs hooking to the railing to hang from its edge, letting herself sway with that same, same tune hummed, until she opened her eyes to blink with a ready smile aimed, and ready to fire, at the boy who stood before her now, nonplussed despite how her frothy blue and white lacy skirts hang in exposure, if not for the shorts that she wore underneath. Letting her legs loosen from their hold and then, fall, palms pressing to the floor to help her spring, right-side up, in gymnasts form.

Blue eyes open, impossibly curious in their wondering as they pin to a rather sleepy looking boy with a sloping curve within his shoulders. As if he has seen and burdened himself with the worries of the world. Well, wasn't that all of them now that they'd been asked to take to the murder and cover up of said murder with their classmates? It wouldn't be alone to overcome SOCIETALLY TAUGHT DISGUST for the act. There'd be so much more! Alice can tell from the way that there's an unspoken loose thread that attaches itself to the monokubs and their promises, her humming a quiet thing, knees bending to examine him beneath the slit-eyed skepticism of her stare.

"You're looking for answers too, aren't you?" what a pleasant little grin comes to fruition! Because what was a new path to carve without a companion? "Want to go looking around with me now that it's after dark? As long as we're careful~ we won't get caught. Besides, won't we COVER MORE GROUND if there's two of us rather than one? And you've such a clever little mind! I'd love to know what you think. Sometimes I can't quite process all of it, nor trust myself. All that madness, you see. It warps from the inside! Like a rot or a poison. But it doesn't dampen the desire to know, all the same!" Standing up, higher, higher! Onto the tips of shiny Oxford shoes. "Shall we?"

- @moonsmultimusings

#moonsmultimusings #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@xamassed​ - mammon !

She likes to think, he’s got so much, but it’s never, ever, enough, is it? That vacuous void that drove bone deep, HER DARLING BOY, he’s stared, isn’t he? No need for card games to play one out between them anymore, she hums along to a tune unheard, down a hallway to where his room lays ostentatious behind the solemn closure that the House of Lamentation offers. Knock knock! Armed to kill, Alice already has a smile on her face when it’s opened, registering the surprise because, for once, he didn’t ask ; she’s come all on her own, hands folded behind her back as she rocks, back and forth, on Oxford shoes.

                 “I just had a feeling-”

The words that cut, slick warm and teasing from her mouth. “That you were feeling lonely. Was I right?” knowing that the only thing that makes this better, for the demon who has everything, for the boy who was chomping at the bit to be seen, to be recognized, was how she props it all up high for him, a sideways glance, that TINY SIGH. “Lucifer wanted me to come by. But I knew I had to be here instead.” stoking old rivalries that extend beyond her time, back to the beginning of something ancient and unholy, Alice finally holds out a hand for him to take, her fingers locking in between his own. “I heard you were doing a photoshoot today. Can I see?”

- @xamassed​ ( i swear i thought i had this done sooner 🥲 )

#xamassed #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@chmerical gets a short starter for hitting the ♡

She spins round, placing a new beanie on her head, and one upon THEIR OWN - her smile all wide and infectious.

It looks like a crown, and why does that suit them so? "What do you think? Will you SAY YES... to the beanie?"

- @chmerical

#chmerical #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ canon verse ┆ curious and curiouser !

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@kahrma - nanno gets a starter !

There is something ever so strange about meeting someone you OUGHT NOT TO.

And she feels it in her bones when her eyes land at the back of her head. Like a shiver up her spine, the quickening of lightening. Something that SLIPS LIKE GOLD between her fingers, where you see the glimpse of it before it's gone, and she can't help the wicked curve of a grin that finds its place upon her features only moments afterwards. A find like this, isn't it better than treasure? She didn't need to go digging, when it's right there, in front of her.

They're introduced together in class. The both of them, dipping at the waist and smiling, smiling. Nanno, her name is. Alice, she chimes. Together, aren't they an odd pair to come together? The both of them looking like opposite ends and opposing forces, AND SHE LOVES IT. Wanting to dig her fingers into her bones, to sift her dreams, to consume her soul to see what lay therein. It's only when class ends, and she's pulling sneakers on at her locker, fingers catching at the edge when she sees a bob float into view. "Nanno-" her voice calls out, it's so automatic. "Won't you walk home with me?"

- @kahrma

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@redhead-reporter - mj gets a starter !

To grow up was an AWFULLY STRANGE adventure, wasn't it? And all of them have come so far from what Midtown High School had to offer them - not that it'd been a bad time, or a stranger one ; more like formative. Or perhaps informative was more on brand for that, given how many unbreakable bonds that still seemed to come out from her time there. Like MJ. Fiery and oh so determined, she's gone and cut her teeth in an industry known for its brutality, and what a feat it's been to follow! Though if asked, Alice thinks, there'd be none of them better in their graduating class than her to go at it so full-throatedly. MJ, well, she knew how to get what she wanted - and Alice could only ever applaud for her well deserved credit for all the work poured into it.

Which was why part of her was surprised that instead of their usual lunch that they'd steal every few months together, there comes a far more formal request. Would Alice be willing to talk about her research? It's not something that she gets all that often, or, rather, it's not a request she often ENTERTAINS. Hers was a mind that was driven and made clockwork for curiosity - to learn and know and create and to spin! That was her dream, and perhaps it's something that's spiralled into usefulness, but really, it's all just her own way of understanding more and more about the things that have always held her rapt attention.

But it's complicated, isn't it? When S.H.I.E.L.D. now funds her work, and it's an odd thing to navigate both friendship and obligation. But then again, hadn't a magazine recently mentioned her work, when she'd gone up to talk at a school? Surely! There was some room for this. Sitting down across from her familiar face, her grin cradled within the palm of her hand. "And here I thought you were going to just TAKE ME OUT for that high tea place we were both lusting over." there's a teasing lilt that cuts through her voice, familiar and dreamy. "I missed you MJ! Or wait. Is it Mary Jane if we're officially here to talk about my research?"

- @redhead-reporter

#( alice ) &&. marvel verse #redhead-reporter #❝ threads ❞ ┆ the revolution will be televised ! #❝ a. liddell ❞ ┆ interactions ┆ i wonder which way i ought to go !