@isbrilliant liked for a Sam Special for Donna
"Hey, Donna right?" Of course she was Donna. Talk of the town, or at least UNIT. The fiery companion of the Doctor, or so they say.
"I'm Sam, science division. Not usually around the office but got a backlog of samples I need to process so I've been chained to my desk for the next month." She paused for a moment to reign herself in, no need to chat the ear off the new woman in the squad. "So how you finding it here?"
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@wontenth sent : oh, honey, you’re safe now. i promise. i’m not going to let anything happen to you. hurt / comfort starters.
safe. ⸻ the word alone sounds foreign & unfamiliar to her, nevermind the actual 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝. lydia can’t remember the last time she felt it. has she ever? there were brief moments, she supposes; nights when papa’s loving arms would wrap tight around her and he’d sing a lullaby. his presence always served as a momentary 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 from the otherwise hellish home they found themselves trapped in, but that was a long time ago now. songs are no more than a distant memory, along with any 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 they might’ve brought. father was gone and the world she found herself now standing alone in left no room for SAFETY. how could anyone promise the impossible? " bullshit. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. " suspicious gaze flits over the other’s features, searching for the catch. the lie. nobody ever gave you 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 for free, that’s what alpha taught her. always had to be an 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, even in a face as kind as lucy’s appeared to be. " why not? be one less person to worry about if ya did, right? " distrust has turned to outright 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝘂𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 and she’s already taking two steps backwards, putting further distance between them while hands clench tight, as if silently preparing for a fight. " i don’t need your help. " yes, she does.
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❝ let me just settle this once and for all -- i follow NO ONE but myself, got it ? ❞
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A prompt from The Fools Challenge by @dramartist
Lol ft tbc Angel and @author-of-worlds Vien-- She knows what you are... He knows what you are Vien /j
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HIT THE ♥ ON A LYRIC STARTER CALL ( @troubleah )
" there are things i regret. "
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not to toot mine and my friends own horn but we seriously snapped so hard with TBC AU, my god. what were we on that summer for real.
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𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙰𝙶𝙴: " i thought you were leaving town. "
𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁: @deanwnchstr
𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚁𝙲𝙴: genuinely no idea, here’s my meme tag.
" I THOUGHT ABOUT IT. — it’s not like there’s anything left here for me. " roadhouse lies in ashes and 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐦 is still gone, not lucky enough to be brought back by whatever power ( she still isn’t sure who ) ripped jo out of her heaven. coming back from the dead isn’t anything like she imagined, but then, honestly? it isn’t something she gave a 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 of thought to either, until it happened. " except . . . 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. i don’t even know where i’d go. " originally, jo thought leaving was the way to 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛 ellen. hunting isn’t a life she wanted for her daughter. not after what happened to bill and yet, hunting is the 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 she has now. that, and two winchester boys who she figures always need an extra hand. " besides, did you really think i was gonna let you have all the fun without me? " it’s casual and light - hearted, nose wrinkling in a teasing manner as she looks at dean. " you don’t mind if i stick around a little longer, do you? "
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@tricursed : 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.
" MY BASTARD SON’S ABOMINATION . . . ALL GROWN UP. ― you look 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖. "
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@itsalcngstory liked for a Gale starter for Ash
Oh, she was good, brilliant in fact. Her nimble fingers scarcely registered against the fabric of Gale's clothes. The surroundings, under ordinary circumstances, would have been enough to captivate the wizard's attention. Yet, fate played a different hand. In the moments of the pickpocket's artistry, Gale endeavoured to heed the advice of his tressym and be more mindful of his surroundings.
Swiftly, he spun around and locked eyes with the tiefling directly behind him. Suppressing the urge to make a crass 'thief-ling' remark, he bit his tongue. Instead, he offered a measured warning, "I wouldn't try that if I were you. These trinkets are far more valuable to me than you could imagine."
The wizard's gaze held a mixture of sternness and a hint of curiosity, yet his tone of that of a scolding father.
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@soemotional ( carl gallagher ) sent : " i will very much make it worth your while. "
" JESUS . . . COULD YOU SOUND ANYMORE GALLAGHER? " eyes roll, though the smile that graces fiona’s features is nothing but 𝚏𝚘𝚗𝚍. her siblings have always been 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, right from birth, though the older they get, the more their personalities grow & sister can’t help feel like a proud guardian whenever that shines through. being a gallagher doesn’t feel like it’s about frank or monica anymore. it’s about being 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺; the family that stuck together, through thick and fucking thin. " i know i’m probably going to REGRET humouring this, but fine. ― what are you after, and what do i get in return if i make it happen? " might as well hear his pitch. he might 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 her. carl usually did after all.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. ( still accepting! )
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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓: " is there a reasons you’re here on your own? " still accepting. ( @lindscys )
" 𝐢’𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧. " quick glance around the operations call centre might suggest otherwise. staffing was slim pickings today; barely anyone around to pick up the calls that needed answering the most. " i swear there’s three more people here. two are on lunch and the other is taking five in the quiet room. 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕. " it wasn’t an easy job & not everybody was cut out to deal with the TRAUMA that came with people begging 911 for help. she thinks, sometimes, it’s easier for her. not because she didn’t care, but because when you live a life like sierra morton’s? not much shook you up anymore. besides, someone had to do it. " there’s a lot of sickness going on at the moment. and we had, like, six people quit last month. it was 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡, y’know? " she didn’t judge. they all had their own limitations. hands push headset off, placing it down before turning to give erin her full, undivided attention. " are you here for the recording of last night’s call - in? the attack in canaryville? hank said someone from pd would be coming. i’m sierra. "
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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓: " how do you want me to answer that? " still accepting. ( @labyriinths )
" 𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐣𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 - 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡. it wasn’t supposed to be a trick question. " the fondest of smiles dares to flash across bill’s face, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. rarely does these days. demon possession can be a hard experience to recover from . . . especially a lengthy one. there are moments when, if the world gets too quiet, he thinks he can still hear the hellspawn whispering in his ear. comfort however, no matter how brief, can always be found in the little things such as this; a conversation with his daughter. it’s a LUXURY he once believed would never be bestowed upon him again.
she’s so grown now. long gone is the nine year old from his memories. the one he kissed goodnight before leaving for a hunt with a friend & never returning. it hurts him sometimes to think about all the milestones he missed. sweet sixteen, first beer. losing ellen. all things they should’ve gone through together as father & daughter. the woman who sits before him now is almost a stranger, but he loves her all the same. as cliche as it sounds . . . a part of jo will always be that young girl to bill. it’s his right as a father.
" i want you to answer it as honestly as you wanna . ain't gotta tell me everything, but . . . " hand lifts to palm at the back of his neck, an act of subconscious insecurity. how did communicating with people become so hard, especially when those people were his flesh & blood? just another side effect, he supposes. " i’m your dad. y'can talk to me. i’m here. "
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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓: " well if it isn't the only human whos capable of hide and seek as well as i am. i have to admit, i actually had to put work into tracking you down. it's been a while since i had a real challenge. " ( @malka-lisitsa )
" 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 . . . or highly underestimating my dedication to staying hidden. either way, one of us has just been insulted. possibly both. " smug is the smirk that tugs at bela’s lips and she leans back in her seat, the epitome of casual & relaxed despite being in the presence of a vampire far STRONGER than her little human self. appearances have often been her greatest weapon; the ability to be anybody, even if it isn’t who she is inside. the two women are similar in that sense, she supposes. in fact, they’re similar in a lot of other senses too. " you should know by now, i’m only ever found when i want to be. it’s a trait we’ve always had in common. "
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this is an anti-"sniper is younger than 30" zone, get that shit outta here /lh
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HIT THE ♥ ON A LYRIC STARTER CALL ( @traumapyre )
" do you really have everything you want? "
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i would love for a scenario where main versed cynic has to be the good guy.
not because he wants to help people. not because its the right thing to do. because he doesnt care for any of that (why should he? nobody ever gave a damn about him). no - his motive would be strongly dependent on a specific person he cares about. someone he loves who DOES CARE about that. he wouldnt be able to understand why. he couldn't understand why. but if its that important to them...
cynic is selfish like that. but, his selfishness can turn to selflessness. the potential exists.
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