KITTY IN A. BAG! QUICK SKETCCHHH
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WHO — @valentincflores
WHEN — monday afternoon
WHERE — their aunt's house
The person that answered the door after she'd rung the bell hadn't been whom Toni was expecting. She was far too young to be her aunt and mother's sister. Maybe she'd gotten the address wrong or the records had not been updated. "Umm, hi," she began, now everything she had wanted to say evaporated from her head, "sorry to interrupt your day, uhh..." Almost desperately her eyes searched around, wondering if maybe someone else was home or as if the answer of what went wrong would suddenly reveal itself.
"...are you the owner of this house?" As a stranger standing on their front step it was a bit intrusive but it stumbled out of Toni. "Sorry, yeah, I'm just," she looked back toward her car for a second, think she should leave, "I'm looking for my aunt." To her, personally, this was the biggest and most important reason for being in Briar Ridge. Even taking a backseat to the mission her father had her on because Toni had been wanting answers regarding her mother for far too long.
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WHO — @papaflynn
WHEN — early afternoon
WHERE — birdsong park
"Wait, honey, before you run off let me get these for you," Noa offered as she nabbed Avie's shoe and quickly tied up the laces that had come undone. Of course the girl was old enough to take care of it for herself, it was second nature for Noa at this point as the caretaker in her took on an opportunity without thinking. When the 8 year old was off and running Noa stole the spot Avie had just vacated next to her father and glanced his way with a smile on her lips. "Gonna come by to see some drunken fish on St Paddy's Day," she teased, thinking of how festive Marineland was getting for the upcoming holiday.
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@transforms (hades)
summertime sunshine clings to her skin, the last remnants of the past few months fading as she descends into the darkness and shadows - a week and a half early. persephone is rarely early, but the way things are looking at the moment - bit dicey for her liking. there are plenty of gods to keep watch on the aboveground but her concern is below, far below, where there is a single god trying to protect one third of the cosmos from his bastard of a brother and father, the way rumors are starting to fly. makes her uneasy. so she's come home (and hoping her husband ain't done something foolish).
the pollen and nectar that clutch at her fades and the vibrant green of her dress darkens into a deep black silk and lace, matching the atmosphere of the underworld in one fluid motion -- but the pomegranate blossoms pinned in her hair stay vibrant and bright, a stark contrast to the world around them.
"----hades," she starts, for she doubts he's very far - especially once he realizes she's returned early. "what in the hell is going on?"
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WHO — @marcusbishop
WHEN — sunday night
WHERE — the pentalty box
"Come on, man, don't leave me hangin' with that one," he pleaded in a tone that exemplified their camaraderie. "You can't ask me what's goin' on and me blab on and on without you sayin' something in return. That just ain't fair." There hadn't been much to share since the last time they'd met up for some drinks and catchup time. Like usual Zey mostly worked. The schedule he kept typically had him moving from one thing to the next pretty steadily. "It's a small town but we ain't boring, come on now."
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𝐽𝐴𝐶𝐾𝐼𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝑇𝐿𝐼𝑁 ― ( starter call. )
↪︎ @insanislupus
❝ are you on twitter? ah, i just signed up, you should follow me. cobrakai1972. come on, like karate kid? did you know you could follow celebrities? they all twitter the stupidest things. it's ... it's hilarious. ❞
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𝟎𝟏. ⠀ ⠀‘ ⠀ ⠀i think we’ve been going in circles. ⠀ ⠀’ ⠀ ⠀@vict5r
A WEEK AGO LUCY GRAY RECEIVED A LETTER FROM A FORMER VICTOR, ⠀inconspicuously delivered, ⠀asking for her help searching for something in the outskirts of district 12. ⠀it makes sense in theory: ⠀the covey know district 12’s forests well, ⠀and lucy gray knows the victor type ⠀— ⠀she is that type, ⠀as much as she lacks any embrace for it.
this excursion lacked much elaboration outside of ⠀“ ⠀i need help ⠀(&) ⠀i’ll pay. ⠀” ⠀( ⠀AND THAT MONEY COULD GO TOWARD NEW GUITAR STRINGS ⠀… ⠀SHE CHERISHES HERS, ⠀BUT THEY’VE SEEN BETTER DAYS. ⠀)
she was provided with a compass and a map that circled the general location. ⠀and while she used the compass sparingly, ⠀she wanted to check and make sure the direction they were moving was correct. ⠀and ⠀… ⠀it had been. ⠀[ ⠀SO ARE THEY GOING IN CIRCLES? ⠀] ⠀ she furrows her eyebrows, ⠀ glancing over at cherise.
“ ⠀ what makes you say that? ⠀ ” ⠀ IS THEIR COMPASS FAULTY? ⠀ / ⠀ IS SOMEONE TAMPERING WITH THEIR DIRECTIONS? ⠀ while she maintains a convincing air of confidence, ⠀ she doesn’t feel entirely safe anywhere in panem ⠀ — ⠀ even on the outskirts.
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@desiredprince ♥ ( LESTAT )
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"You could at least try to hide your kill a little better." Ellie pointed out matter of factly, her raspy sweet voice filled with an unmistakable tone of annoyance. Even without her visions, she would have been able to track down the smell of fresh blood with ease. She let out a dramatic huff as she folded her arms across her chest, hips shifting to the side, "The last thing Mystic Falls needs is another vampire hunt."
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@sayonaradumbass 💖d for a starter for Lum
Head tilted to the side, Nabooru considered the woman before her. Rounded ears suggested she wasn't Hylian, but her garb intrigued her more than where she hailed from. The pattern reminded her of one of the greater beasts roaming the land, ones that, even for her, a seasoned warrior, proved a challenge.
" Is that made from Lynel skin? " she asked, nodding toward her garb. " Forgive me if I'm underestimating you, but you don't see like you could take one down. At least not on your own. "
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@saintsdawn / one-liner call !
"the world is a dangerous place. only a fool couldn't see that."
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closed for | @lucyxhewitt
location: hewitt residence
"lucy goosey!" madison called out as she walked up the front steps of the hewitt residence. she was close to lucy since she worked with jj at socials. she loved lucy and the kids so she always did her best to pay the older female a visit to check up on her and to just chit chat, and talk about their day or times where madison would excuse herself to check on the triplets. "i am so excited for fall, so i was wondering if and when you're free if you could help brooklyn and i decorate our house? i know you love decorating so i figured i could ask you for help if you want to of course, i'll pay you in homemade korean food." she offered with a sweet smile.
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@feltferal ♥ ( JASPER )
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"Did Emmett lose a bet to you?" Sweet Gabriella could hardly contain the curl of her lips into an amused smile as she joined Jasper in the family living room. Despite being human, she could clearly hear Emmett grumbling out in the forest that surrounded their home as he crushed a few boulders. "He's moping again."
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@pistoiet SENT : ‘don’t fight it. it will only hurt more if you do.’ TO LIAM KAZ
they hardly listen, yet again twisting their arm in the slim spot where it’s pinned beneath rubble. sure enough, liam cannot hold back a pained groan from all the movement, her arm further torn and strained. their chest rises and falls from all the stress that they’re failing miserably to hide. granted, they’re no longer trying. the thought to hide it away faded moments after their arm was crushed in. “fuck— fuck. fuck!” their free hand slams against the rubble uselessly. they have little in them left in endurance, asking now, “how do i get it out? anything but losing it.”
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there’s little left to be desired in the way eliza walks her horse back into camp, tying up the mare to graze & hobbling into her personal area to poke around for something to stop the blood from dripping even further from her nostrils. it’s a rather unladylike sight, isn’t it? skirts all muddy & ragged, black & blue blood vessels blooming over her left eye, and a few more unmentionable battle scars; all things considered, she reckons that marston is her best bet in (hopefully) not being overly chastised & aiding in recovery.
moreover, eliza’s already accepted the necessary vulnerability in approaching john with a damp, scarlet rag held to her nose, going ahead and giving into the obvious, bashful statement; “... i did somethin’ stupid.”
starter call / @w0lfbite . 🤍 🥀
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𝐶𝐴𝑆𝑆𝐼𝐸 𝐻𝑂𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐷 ― ( starter call. )
↪︎ @depictedblue
❝ well, i think you will remember it forever. like, not in a bad way. just ... in a way that stays with you. ❞
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