#lcvenderhcze

[springbandit]

For: Anyone (@lcvenderhcze)

Stu was sitting on the pavement under a streetlamp in the dead of night. In his hands was a loaf cafe that was slowly turning into a crumbling mulch as he was gripping it far too tightly. Occasionally, a rat would scamper over, take a few of the crumbs and run off again. He'd been sat like this for a while, thinking far too much to even notice the other person approaching him until they were right beside him. But, even then, he wasn't phased. "I-I think I'm a failure." he said quietly, staring off into nothing with no particular expression to accompany his words.

#lcvenderhcze #Stu Starter #Closed Starter #Stu #rat tw #food tw

[magikborn]

"You do?" Quentin was sitting in a cafe near school when he started to speak to the other. Seeing as she was interested, he went to pull out his deck again and shuffle it up. "Years actually and it's getting way too easy for me. I may move up to bigger things." Shuffling more, he spread some out and licked his lips. "Pick a card and don't show me it." A smile came across his face, he loved making new friends.

@lcvenderhcze continued from x.

#lcvenderhcze #quentin x. serena #⤷ quentin xavier. // before you go #; thread

[bluebeardsgirl]

starter for @lcvenderhcze (peach)

It can't be her. Beck saw her in the crowd -- the way she had in dreams countless times since her death -- but this time, she wasn't dreaming. She didn't think, or care how weird she would've looked. She had to get to her. "Peach!" she yelled, and then she was shoving people out of the way, ignoring their glares and muttering. She didn't care, she didn't care, she just had to get to her, to prove it really was her, alive.

Beck threw her arms around her and pulled her close, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe, onto Peach's shoulder. "Peach, oh my god, oh my god, it's you --" she said, the words tumbling out quicker than she could think. All she could do was hug her, feel her breathing, her heart beating again. She was alive, she was here. For a few seconds, Beck just stood there, before she finally pulled away and stared at her friend, wiping her eyes with the back of her hands. "Oh, god, I can't believe it," she said, smiling apologetically. "How're you here? I thought --" She couldn't bring herself to say it.

#starter. #lcvenderhcze

[kforkent]

@lcvenderhcze,

"Is there a reason you're following me around, or are you just bored?" Okay, that was harsh. But Kara wasn't exactly having a banner day. Everything was... well, wrong, power-wise. Was it possible that they saw her do something? With the way her powers have been misbehaving, it was a distinct possibility, but... the last time one of them were on the fritz today, they would have had... blocks and blocks of following her.

#lcvenderhcze #wal:event3

[crimsnclver]

@lcvenderhcze : alex to jeremy

“YOU ALRIGHT OVER THERE? You look a little upset.” Alex knew that he should just leave the guy alone, but he wanted to make sure people were okay and lately he’d been coming across more and more people who didn’t seem okay. It was something to do with this city, but it just meant that he needed to do whatever he could to help them. “Sorry, I’ll leave you alone, I just noticed you here and yeah, if you need someone to talk to, I don’t mind listening.”

#lcvenderhcze #𝐯𝐢. history huh ✧ 𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑥 #⤷ thread

[oftimeslostlongago]

Clark had realised pretty quickly this wasn't his home. It wasn't Krypton either, and he didn't really know what to think. Though here, no one seemed to have heard of Superman, and right now that seemed to be a positive for him. He could just be Clark, at least whilst he tried to gather answers, not that avoiding helping people was easy, but if he could somehow do something that could get them home, he had to try that first didn't he? Though being Clark all the time also wasn't easy, especially when he needed to be clumsy, and accidently bumping into someone, "oh I'm so sorry, completely my fault..." he started before realising. "Miss Van Dyne?" ok that was unexpected, wasn't she MIA?

@lcvenderhcze for Hope

#lcvenderhcze #there's always a way when the odds are impossible do the impossible ~ clark kent #clark kent ~ interactions #hope this is ok

[ohbambix]

❝ 𝕟𝕠 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤 𝕞𝕖 .❞ | @lcvenderhcze

𝙆𝙪𝙧𝙩 stiffens in his seat, staring openly at Valentina. There was so much he could say in this moment under normal circumstances. An encouraging word, an awkward pat on the back, even an argument of sorts to knock whatever was going on in their head off and demolish it for good. He wasn't usually one to tear another person down, not when the words sounded so sad, like a cry for help to be heard and noticed in a room full of people.

Tentatively he does sit forward slowly, lips pursed. No need to beat around the bush with this one and faking it for the sake of faking it. "And what makes you say that? Is this a 'hunt them down afterwards' reason, or is this is a 'my belt loop got caught in the door handle again' spiral?" Honestly, he's seen and felt both of those options.

#[ thread | kh ] #[ answered | kurt ] #[ kurt x valentina ] #lcvenderhcze

[aemonddd]

"fancy a drink, sir?" tonks asks him, clearly in a good mood. she was often in a good mood at work, she enjoyed what she did. except when teenagers tried to get in with fake ids, as if they were able to fool her, of all people. she missed her husband, though, wished he were here. if she should get a chance at a new life, so should remus. it was only fair. but she was alone, and she did not want to let that get her down, not yet.

@lcvenderhcze, for tony.

#tonks :: chats. #tonks :: tony. #lcvenderhcze #tw: alcohol

[hhalfdoomed]

closed for arthur harrow // @lcvenderhcze​ !

there aren’t that many people he recognizes, marc realizes that relatively early into the night. maybe it means he ought to go out more and meet them in his free time, maybe it means that this is an opportunity he is presented with and should take it as a chance to change that. either way, he doesn’t feel completely comfortable here. for a lot of reasons, one of them is that he’s always been quite paranoid, and he can’t help but wonder about all the bad ways this night could end, one less probable than the other. in truth, it’s just a normal, a little too fancy evening with people in stuffy clothes they cannot possibly feel comfortable in. before anyone can actually approach him, he turns and heads back towards where the drinks are located because that seems to be the only way to really get through this without any more eye rolling. there are a few people scattered around there, too, and he eyes them as he reaches for a glass, wondering just how many of them are as bored as he is. most of them, probably. “sorry,” he says when he manages to lightly bump someone’s shoulder, turning to face the stranger only to be met with a tall man that he definitely hasn’t met before. now, marc really doesn’t know how to talk to people, let alone to people at events like this, but this particular person doesn’t seem too eager to be here, and that’s what makes it easier. “having fun?”

#lcvenderhcze #MARC SPECTOR // INTERACTIONS . #WITH // ARTHUR HARROW . #EVENT I . #alcohol tw #BRB crying lmao

[hopeshattered]

closed starter for @lcvenderhcze​ ( norman ) !

     it had been . . . he wasn’t even sure how long it’d been. all harry knew was that SOMETHING happened at the gala, and he spent an undetermined amount of time unconscious afterwards. once he’d fully regained consciousness, a nurse had explained that he’d been in and out for the past day or so, but that he was seemingly doing better now. the flourescent lights hanging above his hospital bed were blinding, and the various iv’s attached to him weren’t exactly comfortable, but harry was glad to be awake again, even if it did come with a searing headache. glancing throughout the hospital room, it took a few moments to notice the person napping on the couch across from his bed, and for a moment, he wasn’t sure whether he was dreaming or not. had his father really STAYED by his side all this time ? it was uncharacteristic of him  —  if anything, harry assumed his father would keep his focus solely on work and send someone else to look after him. “ dad ? “ a hoarse voice called out, reluctant to wake his father but desperate for answers. visions of that night flashed across his mind ; hearing his father calling his name, clutching onto the man once he was within reach, refusing to let go for even a second, until everything went black. “ i’m  . . .  i’m alive ? what happened ? “

#« HARRY OSBORN ––– threads. #lcvenderhcze #harry & norman. #THEM !!! #hospital cw #injury cw

[springbandit]

❛ want it, so i got. did it, so it's done. ❜ (Mike & William)

"Spoken like a true child." William only found the other's attitude more and more repulsive every time he had the misfortune of coming into contact with him. "I hate to take the wind out of your sails, but, you're not the only one getting things done around here." How he'd love to tell Mike all about his latest creation. Designed solely with the idea of destroying him in mind. But, sadly, it wasn't showtime just yet. "That sister of yours, seems to be settling in pretty well with her new family, doesn't she?" he smirked, "And to think, you were worried about me taking her from you. She took herself away. That must be hard for you, no?"

@lcvenderhcze

#death mention tw #lcvenderhcze #William:Mike #William Meme

[magikborn]

He knew his father had doings with Stark. His industry was always on top of the tech side. So when his assistant said that Tony was there, he tensed. What now? Putting down one of the gadgets that one of his staff was working on, he made sure to shove into a drawer before buzzing him in. Distrust ran high with him. Could he be blamed? He did remember his death from his life prior clearly. "What brings you in Mr. Stark?"

@lcvenderhcze

#lcvenderhcze #arthur x. tony #⤷ arthur pendragon. // i was here #; thread

[magicnerd-ar]

Quentin had received a card about a school for mutants. Though he wasn't entirely sure if he was one or he was just flat-out crazy in general, he showed up and lingered in the front hall near the entrance. Everyone here looked so young compared to him. His back was turned when he heard his name being called. There was something in the voice that struck him, but he didn't know what. "Yeah, I'm Quentin." He said as he turned.

@lcvenderhcze

#lcvenderhcze #quentin x. charles #⤷ threads. // down in flames

[tshiwthibgilte]

@lcvenderhcze

Piter considers how important he's decided that it is to move on from the world he knew and live solidly in the one he's turned up in. How harshly he privately (sometimes not so privately) judges the nobles from his old life for expecting their little titles to still mean things. How unsafe he feels when they get upset and seem to feel entitled to hurt him! Are these things actually important to him? Is this really an accurate picture of his mindset? A little soul-searching tells him that, yes, that's about right.

There must be something wrong with me, then, he supposes blandly. But he's known that about himself for even longer than he's known all that other stuff.

Satisfied, he calls Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen.

"Hello? Is this m'Lord na Baron Feyd-Rautha? Piter de Vries. I thought that you should know that I saw some disturbing graffiti on the subway today. It said - in Galach lettering the locals would not be able to read and certainly would not have produced - it said, 'Londoners take the train, Harkonnen dogs take the tracks.' Isn't that something!! I can brush off the insult well enough, but I don't like that someone would do this. Makes me feel unsafe. I'd just like to build a life here, like anyone has a right to. So far I've been unable to narrow down any of the possible suspects because everyone seems to hate us, right! I just thought you'd like to know. It's your name, after all. For all I know, it's aimed more at you than us."

Piter manages to keep his voice sounding serious and worried, even as silent laughter gathers in the back of his throat and threatens to spill out. He's the one who wrote it, of course. He's dying to see who Feyd will think is behind it. Stirring up tensions between the representatives of Great Houses that don't even exist yet in this timeline is... oh, it's pointless, sure. Dangerous, even. But very, very funny.

#lcvenderhcze #piter behavior for feyd #death mention tw

[crimsnclver]

@lcvenderhcze : merlin for matt

“HAVE YOU BEEN TO THAT RESTURANT OVER THERE?” Merlin asked. He wasn’t new to the area by any means, but he didn’t get out all that much. “I’m sorry, that’s er … awkward. I just haven’t been yet and was wondering if it was worth trying at all. It seems to have quite the popularity of late.”

#lcvenderhcze #𝐯𝐢. myth and magic ✧ 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛 #⤷ thread

[oftimeslostlongago]

"This is looking like a contest of who can act like they care less" ( from hope van dyne )

At that Sauron raised an eyebrow. "In a hundred years, everyone here will be dead. Any problems they currently have will be forgotten, and all this will be dust" he mused, least man was still the same here, always thinking they were so much more important than they were. They were nothing, a speck. "So I'm not acting like anything, I simply do not care about any of this, it is nothing" and perhaps he was man in this same world, but even if that was the case, he had already lived a very long life.

@lcvenderhcze

#lcvenderhcze #i have been awake since before the breaking of the first silence in that time i have had many names ~ sauron #sauron ~ interactions #death tw #he's fun at parties