❝ GREAT BIG STORM. ❞

❝ I can't s t a n d myself and all the curse words that fall from my mouth... I can't s t a n d myself or my legs as they run from the ones here to help... but I just woke up with you next to me, some new air to breathe, and a belief that it's all gonna be alright... I can't s t a n d myself, but it's high time that we gave it a try, and I think I'm gonna finally give myself a new try!! ❞ Just a closed roleplay multimuse blog, not affiliated with any of the celebrities nor franchises seen here. Please don't reblog and/or reply to content posted here unless you are a fellow member of HalifaxHQ. Thank you!

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ofdangerouskids:

Rose couldn’t fight the light laugh that came from Teddy’s reaction. She’d had no idea her old friend was in Halifax, and the confirmation just brought her joy she hadn’t felt in a while. She nodded at his question, crossing her ankles. “ The one and only. ” She laughed again at his hop, shaking her head with fondness. She missed everyone from back home immensely, and seeing a familiar face was just what she needed. “ What are you doing here?? I knew you left, but… To Canada?? ” She was confused, of course, but the smile was still glued to her face.

Grass green hair f l i c k e r e d for a fraction of a second, going to yellow as bright as the sun before returning to its normal hue. It was the smallest slip-up that only the keenest eyes could spot, though he knew that muggles could easily blame it on a trick of the light. Rarely did Teddy ever lose control of his metamorphmagus side as he learned to control it early in life, but he got lost in his own happiness for a second. “Believe me -- it wasn’t the plan, at first.” A hand slipped to scratch the back of his neck as he spoke, “Just kinda ended up here after porting to New York. Guess I’ve permanently got a thing for small towns after livin’ in Hogsmeade for a couple years,” he gave into another laugh, “What about you?”

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wiildflcwers:

“YOU WORK AT an antique store ??” zoe wasn’t expected this, but a surprised expression rose on her face. “you know what, you have a really great job !! antique anything— yep— super cool !!” feeling as if she sounded super lame or boring. tooting his horn because he liked her baked goods. “i feel inclined to come visit your store !!” it sounded like a great outing to go on. “i need to find something else to do besides B A K E. i’ll bring some on my visit !! any requests ??”

“Why, thank ya. Most people think it’s boring,” which he teetered on believing but then again this occupation didn’t hold the same curiosity as his old one of repairing and selling magical artifacts back home, “but I find the job fascinating, ‘specially when it comes to technology and vintage clothing.” Chuckling some at the prospect of being visited, he pouted in thought. “Oh, I dunno... I mean, I’m a sucker for chocolate, if that helps anything?”

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wiildflcwers:

HOW WOULD SHE EXPLAIN this to teddy ?? letting out an uneven sigh, lily tried to form words. “well, teddy— i can’t really explain how or why i ended up here ??” last thing the redhead could remember was being at home with her family. “for the life of me, teddy, i don’t know how i got here ?? perhaps it was magical ?? perhaps it was some sort of T R I C K gone wrong ??” arms crossed over her chest, “so you moved here ?? do you think this is a concidence ??”

What started out as bubbling excitement made a hard left turn into foreign territory as curiosity gave way. Though this wasn’t the most unheard of from casual eavesdropping as people claimed they “didn’t know” how they ended up here, it had piqued Teddy’s interest. “Honestly? That, ah, doesn’t surprise me,” he mumbled, “Dunno what to tell ya except that this isn’t new to this place. There have been some weird things goin’ on here even before I arrived.” The green-haired male shrugged, steak forgotten in favor of catching up. “I mean... maybe? That does sound fishy though, I’ll admit.”

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musesofmydreams:

Looking at the other, he sighed and felt his body slump down before he pinched the bridge of his nose. “His name is Aristotle” he told the other before he nervously played with his shirt sleeve. What if he would never find him? What if it was all in vain? God, he couldn’t think like that. He had to keep a brave face, hope and pray that his beloved was okay and not hurt. “That would be very nice of you”

The name sounded vaguely familiar when it was spoken aloud, though Teddy couldn’t put his finger on exactly why. Deciding to stew on that tidbit until he remembered, cursing his terrible memory inside, he nodded his head in the direction of where they’re headed. “Well, no use wastin’ daylight, eh?” As the two entered the lobby, he went up to the counter and lightly tapped at the silver bell on the counter, waiting for the attendant to come out. Giving the other male a lookover once again, he then chirped, “Whatever the outcome, I think it’ll do ya good to grab a burger once we’re done there. Can’t go on worryin’ on an empty stomach, let alone workin’.”

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musesofmydreams:

“Oh no it’s okay” Remus assured the other and smiled a little. He then went back to his book. It was the best way to block out everything. Any negative thoughts, any kind of anxiety. Reading helped him when it felt like everything was in vain. Reading was always there, like an old friend. “My name is Remus, pleasure to meet you” he introduced himself to the other before beaming at the question. “Oh it’s just a history book, I think?”

Like a volcano abruptly blowing its top to let out a river of lava, a rush of memories came to him and burst the little bubble of curiosity he’d kept at the back of his mind. “D a d?” It was more of a whisper in astonishment than a true claim, but the word alone was teeming with questions. That didn’t even make sense, and he knew it; this version of Remus looked to be around his age. Yet he recognized those features -- all he was missing was facial hair, a bag of chocolates, and wrinkles gained from fighting almost his whole life. If only he could pull out a photo album right this second, but summoning one would be highly suspicious. “What, uh... is your last name?”

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Most days at the pharmacy were quiet; a delightful surprise given the fact that it was one of those located at the back of a store. As they chilled in the small break room, waiting for someone to tap the bell for service, their ears were t r e a t e d with the sounds of a commotion. “The fuck...” Setting down the current issue of a fashion magazine they’d been flipping through, they peered out beyond the pharmacy to see a customer arguing with the store manager on price matching an item with a grocery store that was a few streets over. With a huff, they leaned against counter, sighing moreso to themselves, “C’mon lady. This is a convenience store. It’s all about being convenient, not cheap.”

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Though he knew it’d probably would be an odd place to catch a police officer, even if off-duty, he didn’t really care. After a long week of the usual hard work, he needed a drink. What better place to nab some free beers than at someone’s party? All he had to do was show up in a collared shirt just open enough to flash a bit of skin and a tight pair of jeans, give one of his charming little smiles, and he was in. Socializing at any occasion was Dick’s specialty, after all, one garnered from too many evenings spent as Bruce Wayne’s ward at high-class parties. Sidling up at the serving table to take one of the many ice-cold bottles laid out, he stuck close by to enjoy the yeasty drink. Eyes falling on someone across the way, he nodded over at them. “You doing alright there?”

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wickedsleuths:

Oliver wasn’t someone who was super comfortable with making a new life somewhere. Not after his time on the island. God, those memories would haunt him for all his days, but they taught him how to be a fighter. Taught him how to leave that bull shit playboy life. That being said- here Ollie was putting on the playboy smile as he walked into a shop. As he turned around to check out a book case, he felt himself bump into someone. The smile remained. “Sorry. Didn’t pay attention. You okay?”

It’d been a while since the officer’s had a proper day off, and Dick had definitely been taking advantage of it. After a morning well-spent sleeping in, he’d managed to tug on some jeans, plain tee, and the trainer jacket that’s become his signature off the clock since Bruce gifted it to him all those years ago. Bruce... He hadn’t really thought about him for a while now, and easily shook it off. Deciding to browse around town today, he was checking out some cookbooks at a shop when his shoulder brushed against someone. “Oh -- I’m alright, man, but thanks.” Dick could’ve sworn he recognized the guy as someone that hung around his mentor, but it’d been so long since he’d actively been in the masked hero game.

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phoebxfrady:

phoebe had been traveling around town, trying to figure out her way around. she was still confused as where her brother was, but she figured he was at home. for some reason she didn’t feel the need to look for him. in a way she was grateful she was on her own. if quentin was here, he’d for sure be on her for her nightmares. she saw someone walking and walked up to them ❝hello! um.. i was wondering, if you knew where the library was?❞

The pharmacy was an awfully boring job if the pink-haired youth was honest. They only stuck around because it paid well in this dead-end town without any questions asked about their identity and required social connections -- plus they were b i g fan of living comfortably. More than happy to have a day off to skate about, Quentin propped up their board and balanced it with their sneaker toe. “Library? Uh... wow, fuck. I dunno. I mean, I know it’s here, but dunno where.”

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milkywcy:

scorpius always read his books at the diner, it had enough sound so it wasn’t completely quiet and it always helped him focus more. when he looked up he didn’t even thing he would see teddy “wait, teddy?” he asked and tilted his head as he looked at him “I’m not worried about your steak – i hate meat.” he scrunched his eyebrows up “what are you doing here?” he asked quietly.

He at first didn’t even give the other person a second thought until they said his name. Brows rising in surprise, Teddy couldn’t help giving a second glance; he hadn’t really gone out of his way to know a lot of people, so... “Hang on, Scorpius? ‘s that really you?” Giving a short laugh as his back straightened, he set his utensils down. “What’re you doing here, more like?” he practically parroted, totally thrown off, “When did you even arrive? How’d you find this place?”

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wiildflcwers:

ON HER JOURNEY to finding out how she got to CANADA; lily luna found herself at some diner, smells spread a smile on her lips. happy to be there, to enjoy herself for a moment to BREATHE. brows pressed together as she stepped up to a both. 

BACK OF HIS HEAD tipped her off. “t e d d y ??” a pause, “is that you ??” out of nowhere, lily slid into the booth that sat across from him. “wh-what are you doing here ??” shook danced across porcelain features. 

Hearing familiarity like a crystal clear bell that rang out in the awkward silence, his head popped up as he left the concentrated state. “L i l y?” Suddenly, his eyes brightened up as if Teddy had been in a daze all this time. After all, she was one of the first (and few) magical persons he’d seen around here that he could confirm to be true. “Blimey, you’re a sight for sore eyes. I, ah, moved out a few years ago to seek my fortune -- it’s been an... interesting journey to get here. But nevermind that! How’re you? How’d you get here?” As per usual, he was full of questions, bursting at the seams before he’d even filter his thoughts.

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wiildflcwers:

“YOU WERE HUNGRY—- weren’t ya ??” letting out a soft laugh. feeling rather overjoyed to see how much he liked the cookies. it made her feel good, life had been a rough one recently. a little happiness and warmth was something zoe needed. “thank you—- that means a lot.” zoe felt like baking was a good coping mechanism, for now, at least. “this bakers name is zoe— if you need to recommend anyone !! i am really glad someone is enjoying them !!”

Giving a shrug that attempted to come off as nonchalant, a goofy grin spread across his cheeks. “Just a mite, maybe.” He wasn’t about to give away his Achilles’ heel right then and there, but it took quite a few ounces of effort to not let the emerald tuft on his head turn a different hue right in front of her. “No, no -- thank you. I’ve been meaning to find a pick-me-up. The town’s rather drab, but that just might be me,” he chuckled, “Well, baker Zoe, if ya ever need to get rid of extra sweets, don’t be afraid to drop by Lupin’s Antiques. Practically live there, really.”

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Rose had found herself wandering the town, book tucked under her arm on Sunday afternoon. She hadn’t taken the time to just look around since she’d arrived, so why not take the time now since she had no class and time to kill?? Very quickly she found herself walking by a diner, recognizing a familiar figure – easier said than done with who she was thinking it was.

She walked in with a smile, settling into the seat next to Teddy with a small smile. A hand smoothed her skirt out as she set the book on the counter. “ Didn’t say anything. ” She grinned. “ But, just for the record, eating rare meat tends to be linked to more illnesses, so… ”

Like an old dog that had just heard someone call out that they hadn’t heard in a long while, his ears practically perked up to attention, though there was a twitch of confusion mixed in with his happiness. Taking a second look, thick brows rose for the slightest moment before giving a returning smile. “Holyhead Harpies... ‘s that really you? Rose?” He held back from giving out a laugh, though it didn’t stop the little hop in his seat. Though he’d chosen to move away from all those he’d love, Teddy couldn’t d e n y the loneliness he felt in being thousands of miles away. Hell, he barely registered the fun fact, even if he probably should’ve pocketed that.

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musesofmydreams:

It often happened that Remus daydreamed. Especially nowadays when he wasn’t in the presence of his best friends. He was all alone and he was actually starting to go a little insane. He missed James and Sirius bickering over everything. He missed whenever Sirius decided to tease Remus for god knows what. To be utterly alone, now that was new to the man. So he was staring at someone without even knowing that he was staring. He woke up from his daze and looked at the other and cleared his throat. “Ah, sorry” he mumbled as he looked down at his book again.

At first put at ease as the seemingly offending person apologized, he then felt that familiar mite of guilt begin to eat away at his sensibilities. It wasn’t his fault that Teddy felt uncomfortable; that was just his natural, anxious state. After letting a couple pieces of the steak settle in and calm him, he then gave a sheepish look. “Sorry, mate. Guess I kinda snapped there, huh?” Peering over at the other again, there came an internal pinch in his mind -- somehow, he felt... familiar. Like he’d passed by him before or saw him in the news, or something. Shaking his head slightly, he then said, “Say, the name’s Teddy. Whatcha reading?”

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musesofmydreams:

When the other said no, Dante pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. This would be harder than he thought it would be. But he refused to give up because he knew that if he was the one missing, Ari would have done anything to find him. Hearing his words, Dante frowned. “It’s kinda hard to look good when your boyfriend is missing” he mumbled and cleared his throat as he decided to look for someone else who could help him. He didn’t have time to just stand there and be made fun off over the way he looked.

While there was no arguing that the young man was quite tired, the bitterness in the other’s voice seemed to wash over his senses like a morning cup of coffee. “Oh... my condolences,” he remarked, feeling a bout of secondhand worry. Teddy knew he’d be a mess if he found out that any of his siblings or cousins had gone missing. “Say, what’s his name? Maybe I can help ya sweet talk the lobby attendant at the hotel ‘round the corner; if there’s anyone that’s seen anyone in town, it’s definitely them. Pretty much everyone ‘round here lives there.”

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( jesus castro, he ) did you see DICK GRAYSON from BATFAM walking down the streets of canada? they’re quite OPTIMISTIC but also JADED. they’re here as a POLICE OFFICER and they’re in Halifax because of HE FELT COMPELLED TO MOVE AWAY FROM GOTHAM AND HELP MAKE ANOTHER TOWN A BETTER, SAFER PLACE.

this is definitely pre-New 52 cuz I just... I have so many problems with new canon when it comes to my son here ok. they overplay his playboy side and he pretty much lost his sense of devotion to the law, sooooo. let’s ignore that :)))

this is an AU where instead of moving to Bludhaven to establish his own name and become an independent man there, he’s doing it here~

obligatory stats page link here!!

needless to say, this boy is a living weapon tbh. he was trained by the man, the myth, the legend called the Batman, after all. while he knows all that Bruce knows (including known superhero and supervillain weaknesses [in the DC universe, that is]), he only has 1/2 of Bruce’s life’s worth in crime-fighting experiences under his belt. but he’s definitely known to be just as good as the original -- maybe even better because he still has a smidge of faith in humanity, unlike his father and mentor

in fact, this is why he left Gotham. he got fed up with the harsh punishments and treatment Bruce gave all criminals, especially over petty injustices like stealing food and mistreating the begging poor. he thinks that the man’s lost his sense of worth for human lives and lost sight of his sympathy in others’ struggles; one of the reasons why he chose to become Bruce’s ward in the first place

he’s well-aware that he’s the heir to the Bat-cowl and has to return one day... but refuses to until he believes his family has finally, truly lost hope in their fight for justice. he has faith in his siblings still, but not quite in Gotham itself anymore