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* closed starter for @lostpvge / featuring kira & joan.
winter was not only kira’s favorite time of year, but it just so happened to be the girl’s busiest time of year. sure, bridal season was nearly as hectic for her. but everyone was drawn to her craftsmanship around this time of year. deciding to run a pop-up display of some of her sculptures at night, she was working to spread exposure for the event. noticing someone passing her by, she decided to swoop in and take her chances at handing them one of the many flyers that she had printed out. she slowly approached the woman, matching her pace. “um, excuse me miss.” she offered the other a bright and warm smile with the greeting. “i don’t want to be too much of a bother, i’m sure you’re very busy and all. but i was hoping you might take one of these flyers? you can recycle it later or pass it onto someone who might be interested – but it’s for my first pop up gallery.” she offered one of the flyers out. “it’ll be taking place every friday through sunday around 6pm to 9pm until the week before christmas. all the ice sculptures aren’t for sale but i’m always open to privately commissioned works.”
joan was on her way home early for once when she was stopped by someone with a stack of papers. typically, she would ignore them and go on with her life, but something made her stop. perhaps it was the girl’s politeness, or perhaps it was her pretty face. joan took one of the flyers and looked it over as she listened. she did appreciate art, and it wasn’t every day you could go out and appreciate many different ice sculptures at once. “that’s a long time to display such a fragile medium. i’m impressed with your ambition,” she said as she tucked the paper into her purse. “i’ll be sure to come visit as often as i can, then -- and inform others who may be interested. though, i do have to say -- imagining you with a chainsaw in hand is both intimidating and attractive. how did you get into such a thing?” she asked, genuinely curious. a woman who could wield sharp instruments skillfully was always a woman after her heart.
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* closed starter for @lostpvge / featuring natasha & pierre.
it wasn’t typically common for natasha to stay up too late, but as time drew closer to midnight she was still seated in the study of the house that she shared with her fiance. the room was enveloped in silence, save for the occasional crackle provided by the fireplace. her eyes were brimming with tears as she scanned over the now slightly crumpled letter that she held. she had read over the same paragraph about five times now and she still couldn’t seem to grasp the haunting truth within the words. her concentration remained unwavering until she heard the sound of soft footsteps approaching, gaze flickering upward to land upon pierre. she cleared her throat before quickly brushing away a tear that had trickled down her cheek, lifting the note up slightly. “it’s…” her words trailed off momentarily. “it’s about andrei. he’s not dead, he’s alive.” the man that she had loved so many years ago who had gone missing wasn’t dead as everyone believed him to be. it was a rather bittersweet pill to swallow.
pierre was used to being the one to come to bed last, his insomnia a demon that would never leave him be. but, as he felt himself growing tired as he read, he noticed that natasha had yet to even come up. it was possible she’d fallen asleep downstairs. so, he got up to go gather the other when he’d stumbled upon the scene before him. he was rather speechless at first, but the news made his heart clench. to hear that one of his good friends was still alive was beyond wonderful news. but, a nagging feeling that andrei would not be happy that pierre was now engaged to the woman his friend was so dearly in love with came to him. it tainted the joy he should have felt, but he put on a happy smile regardless as he knelt down beside natasha’s chair. “darling, that’s amazing. beyond amazing -- a miracle. do not cry! we need to celebrate -- you need to see him. as soon as you can, we shall go to him,” he said. he knew how much natasha loved andrei. he would never do anything to get in the way of her happiness.
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silence -- yuuri
yuuri had been on his way to the locker room at the rink when he’d accidentally bumped into someone. he hadn’t gotten any sleep the night prior, so it was no surprise to himself that he would be clumsy enough to do so. still, he immediately went to apologize, mouth opening but no sound escaping. his brows furrowed out of confusion. he tried again, but he still couldn’t make any words come out. he shook his head and put an apologetic hand on the other’s arm, expression more questioning at this point. he mouthed an ‘i’m sorry, i don’t know what’s happening.’
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reverse for joy
“who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” she asked, giving a haughty huff as she crossed her arms. “i don’t have time for you nor do i wish i had time. you’re pretty useless to me, so, like,” she said, giving a shrug and motioning for the other to leave. but she paused for a moment. “unless you want to do me a favor. could you get me a snack? i’m hungry and you look like you can at least do that. then maybe you can say whatever it is you want to say.”
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@rewoundlives // obession: ayano and holden
ayano’s eyes followed the other carefully, practically transfixed. everything else in the world disappeared and somehow she’d forgotten about her senpai. her feet carried her always a few feet behind the boy. she’d already learned his name, what classes he had, and a few other tidbits within a few hours of noticing holden. she’d even picked out one of his pens from his bag, picking up the courage to approach him and hold it out. “holden! you dropped this. here, take it,” she said, not bothering to mention how closely she held it to her face a few minuted prior. she would have kept it, but she needed an excuse to talk to him.
#[ ;ayano speaks ]#i saw you doin it this way and this probably the best to make it easier dfighsfd i suck
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See: Pierre
pierre opened his eyes as his alarm was going off, but it was dark and he couldn’t find the alarm in the darkness. had he set it for the wrong time by accident? but, he should still find the alarm in the dark despite that. his hand met his phone, but still he couldn’t see the screen that was supposed to be lit up. his breathing picked up as he passed his hand in front of his face before he stumbled over to search the wall for the light switch. he found it and flicked it on, but nothing changed. “natasha? natasha? natasha, where are you?” he called out, really hoping that he was just hallucinating and this would be over. his voice wavered and it was obvious he was upset and a bit afraid.
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Remember: Penelope
a frustrated sigh escaped penelope as she looked up from her notebook, pen dropping onto it with a thud. “hey, you! got an extra pen on you? this one is shit and i have a class to get to in, like, thirty minutes,” she said. class wasn’t that important to her, but it was still important to her that she was good at them. she wasn’t going to let a dumb pen do that to her. “you’re pretty cute, so i might return the favor by getting you a coffee or something,” she bartered. she wasn’t one to beg, so this was the closest the stranger was going to get.
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Cough: Jacob
jacob felt absolutely horrible. he was never one to really get sick, but it was as if all that good luck went away and every missed sickness came to him at once. he didn’t have any skills needed to take care of himself, so he was just left to miserably sniffle and cough as he continued on his way to anne’s. he promised her family that he would help them with some chores and he was a man of his word despite his condition. “i’m definitively fine,” he insisted as one of them asked him if he was alright. “i just need to sit down,” he said quickly as he did just that, heavily. “i didn’t sleep to well last night.”
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Love: Valentine & Sebastian
valentine reached out as he approached sebastian from behind, a firm yet gentle hand resting onto the other’s shoulder. “look who it is – my favorite boy. it feels as if you’ve been hiding from me particularly well lately. have i done something to make you more upset than usual? i promise it wasn’t on purpose. everything i do, i do for you,” he said sincerely, his usual snide tone missing from his words. looking at sebastian now, he felt a bit of warmth that hadn’t been there before. “we should spend more time together – i feel we would understand and enjoy each other a bit more.”
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Bender: Willy
willy had expected a regular day a usual -- getting up, getting ready, and then heading to the shop. his life was both routine and exciting at the same time. working with candy was a simple way of making the mundane fun. however, as he got into the bathroom to wash up, he noticed something very off about his appearance. his heart picked up in panic as he spotted the softer features he now had. not sure if this was a dream or not, he quickly called the only person he could trust in or outside of a dream -- maxwell. “maxwell, please. i need you to come over right now. i don’t feel well,” he insisted urgently.
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MAGICAL ANON MEME.
Love: Muse will be in Love with (Anon decides) for 2 Days
Bender: Muse will be Genderbend (Cisbent) for (Anon decides)
Cough: Muse will be ill for 14 Hours
Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 4 Days
Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours
Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what)
Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours
Silence: Muse cannot speak, lasts for a day
Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day
Listen: Muse cannot hear anything, lasts for a day
See: Muse cannot see anything, lasts for a day
Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)
Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 12 hours.
Reverse: Muse’s personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)
Character: Muse thinks they are (Anon specifies another character) for 12 hours
Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)
Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours
Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours
Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 24 hours
Bound: Muse is bound and gagged with a ribbon on their head and given as a gift to (Anon decides) for 24 hours
Dress: Muse is stuck in a frilly dress for 6 hours
Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for 3 days
Infatuation: Muse becomes /madly/ in love with the next person they see on their dashboard for 4 days
Face: Muse’s appearance changes for a day (Mun decides to what)
NSFW: Muse is naked and any clothes they try to put on or objects to cover up turn invisible for (Anon decides)
Name: Muse gets an orgasm every time they hear their name or any manner of nickname for (Anon decides)
Song: Muse has to speak in only song lyrics for 14 hours
Disney: Muse believe that they are a Disney character of Anon’s choice for 2 days
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rewoundlives
* @lostpvge / closed starter for nikon.
while clara typically enjoyed events that were organized by the town, she was in no mood for the party she found herself stuck at. she would have never come if it hadn’t been for her parents practically demanding that she do so. they needed to pretend that they were a semi-functioning family unit. before she had arrived at the dance, her mother decided to throw a fit and ended up pulling clara into the middle of it all. one wrong answer led to the woman snatching the journal that sat in the girl’s lap and tossing it into the fire. a scream passed her lips as she experienced the heart-wrenching pain of watching the pages burn. all the dreams she had about nikon were written down in it. it was the only proof that she had that she hadn’t imagined the relationship she had developed. years of dreams were gone. all that was left was a boy who shared the same appearance and name as the other and a thousand questions. she was leaning against the balcony outside the town hall when she heard footsteps approaching, not even needing to look over her shoulder to figure out who it was. “go away, you’re the last person that i want to see right now.”
while, originally, nikon didn’t enjoy the town events, he found himself liking them more and more the more he saw clara. she was just so sweet and familiar despite their limited time together. perhaps he was delusional or downright crazy, but he felt like they were connected – truly connected. he was supposed to be here for her in some way, either to protect her or something else. the moment he arrived, he automatically searched her out – finding her alone on the balcony. unfortunately, it appeared there was something wrong if her words meant anything. his brows furrowed together as he tried to remember if he’d done something wrong, something to disappoint her. “why? is something wrong?” he asked though the answer was obvious. but, he wanted to know more, wanted to know if there was something he could do about the particular reason why she didn’t want to see him. perhaps he was the one in the wrong and his imagine connection with her was just that – imagined. “have i done something?”
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* @lostpvge / closed starter for ariel.
even though veronica was in a committed relationship and there was nothing about that she wanted to change, she was ultimately still a teenager who enjoyed having fun. sometimes having fun meant ignoring any consequences that might come along with making drunken rash decisions. having a few too many drinks, veronica found herself ignoring the world outside the house party being thrown at cheryl blossom’s house. this meant silencing her phone and ignoring any possible urgent text messages. she found herself wrapped up in a game of seven minutes in heaven much like she had the moment she arrived in sparkwood, fully intending to stand there awkwardly with archie andrews for seven minutes straight. instead, he had decided to make a move on her and she went with it. with a clear mind, it would have never been something she would have considered. when the door to the closet opened, archie was left with smears of her lipstick on his face and neck and the sight earned some wolf whistles. though veronica’s eyes unexpectedly locked with a familiar face, her heart dropping into the pit of her stomach. “–this isn’t what it looks like.” the weakest excuse in the book.
ariel had been attempting to get in contact with veronica for hours now. her father had fallen ill and wasn’t doing too well, leaving ariel in need of someone to lean on to. that someone should have been veronica -- it was expected of someone you were in a relationship with. of course, ariel understood that things happen and people get caught up in things, but she started to worry that something had happened to veronica as well. she began to panic on top of worrying over her father, frantically getting in contact with anyone who she thought might know the whereabouts of her girlfriend. a few people later and she was led to some sort of house party. okay, a party. you wouldn’t be able to hear your phone going off in there, right? it wouldn’t hurt to check it every once and a while, but it was okay. at least, those were the excuses ariel gave the other. but, instead, she stumbled on a scene that made her already reddened eyes spill over with tears. “it’s not?” she asked, taking a few steps closer just to see who was in the closet with her supposed girlfriend. “i’ve been trying to reach you for hours, and this is what you’re doing? i thought you were hurt. i needed you. but, i get it. you’re still young. you need to have fun. whatever,” she said, smiling despite her tears continuing down her face. “you can have your fun, just never with me again.”
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mason had been discharged from the hospital pending that his condition didn’t worsen more than it already had. it was a desperate request of his own -- he wanted to finish up school like every other student rather than waste away in his hospital bed with nothing to do but watch the television shows that began to blur together. however, he was very unaccustomed to the summer heat thanks to air conditioning and was easily overwhelmed. he sat down to dig through his bag for some spare change for a bottle of water from one of the nearby vending machines, sweat already starting to bead on his forehead. maybe he really wasn’t cut out for this. his hand brought up a dollar, but it was just short of a quarter needed for the university’s machine -- it was honestly blatant robbery. “excuse me,” he said to someone nearby. “you wouldn’t happen to have a quarter you don’t need, would you? i really misjudged this whole being outside thing -- if the paleness didn’t give it away,” he said with a breathless laugh.
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excuse me…🖤(180915)
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