Beautiful Souls

muses: mal faery & peeta mellark

[beautifvlsouls]

brckenfms​:

katniss’s eyes widened at the familiar voice and the face that went with it, right in front of her. ‘’peeta.’’ she stepped closer. ‘’i hope i’m not dreaming again.’’ she ha held on to hope that she would see him.

peeta usually had a good memory of everyone he had met, and this woman seemed to know him; but he didn’t recognize her. “i’m sorry. do i know you?” he asked her.

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atouchofsatin​:

bella shook her head. not being able to comprehend why edward didn’t know who she was. the small brunette pressed her lips together and sighed, “no, i didn’t hit my head. are you not edward cullen?” she asked the other, “what i’m saying is your memories of this place aren’t yours. they’re made up to make you think that you’re from here. but you’re not. you have a life somewhere else.” she sighed.

“i’m actually not edward cullen. i mean my name is edward, but edward anthony masen, not cullen.” he explained to her. the fake memories he got gave him his last name before carlisle saved him. “while the memories might not all be the best, they are very much real since i lived them.”

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brckenfms​:

‘‘you didn’t disturb me.’‘ ben replied with a nod of his head. ‘‘i’ve never played an instrument before but i enjoyed that music.’‘ a small smile came to his face  ‘‘do you play often?’‘ he hd seen this man around before but this was the first time speaking to him.

“you’ve never played an instrument before? wow.” edward said softly. “yeah, i’ve been playing since i was very young. my parents use to always joke around and say that i was a piano prodigy.” he explained to ben.

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edward knew that it might not be the best idea to play piano in public. but whenever the guy saw one, he knew he just needed to play it. his whole life he had been very talented piano player. and whenever he could play, it just brought him to a happy, carefree place. edward started to play clair de lune and kind of got lost in the music. it wasn’t till he finished that he noticed someone. “oh, i’m sorry. i hope i didn’t disturb you.”

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atouchofsatin​:

“caught fire, hm? sounds dramatic. i love it.” she, herself, was a very dramatic kind of person. the dark haired female nodded her head and smirked, “i figured as much. dark colors are good for your skin tone.” she said with a smile.

"i mean, i didn't do it if you ask anyone who might get me in trouble if i did do it." she said with an innocent smile. "that's what i think, but people are like; 'you look so pretty in pink'. even though i don't feel like that is the case at all."

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iswcrthy​:

Was Steve still the person who sat drinking their coffee in the morning reading the paper? Yes. He’s ventured out to other news outlets, like social media and all of that but he still read the paper too. “That sounds interesting.” He states before giving the girl a small nod, “Sure, I’ll answer some questions.”

"that's what i thought. and to be honest this is the first time my name will actually be in the paper. and well, they gave me full range of my own column and thought this might be the best way to spend my time in my new position." she explained to steve.

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hecthcn​:

babs had decided to take her lunch break outside, go for a walk and embrace the fresh air. sometimes it was nice to get out and about especially considering the fact that she was not masquerading as batgirl anymore meant she was outside less often than not. looking up at the other, barbara offered a slight nod and smile, “ sure. what sort of questions will you be asking ? “

"oh, nothing too deep or anything. just some information about you, what you like, stuff like that. matters where the conversation goes. it's more so people around town can get to know others around town better. maybe help other people make friends with one another."

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twodrftrs​:

   it felt like she was always on the move, always doing something. whether it meant flocking into work or heading out to venture the town, didn’t matter. it was always something. someone coming towards her abruptly definitely caught her off guard, however. the other’s question makes her lips purse as she contemplates, humming loudly. in the end stephanie nods.  ❛  fine. sure, just two things: i’m allowed to skip over any questions and . . you buy me lunch for this.  ❜

"of course you can skip over any question you don't want to answer. i'm not here to force you to go too deep if you don't want to." though a part of nancy wondered what was too far to ask and why it was too far. but she didn't want to make a bad impression on stephanie. “and lunch can definitely be bought for you.”

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cvrsedmemcries​:

Steve was always someone who liked to have a lot of fun. His job itself was pretty fun. Even college was pretty fun. But spending time at dreamland every once and a while was a blast. He could eat funnel cake and go on the tilt-a-whirl and all that good stuff. “Okay so we can either go get some slushies. Or we can hit a rollercoaster! Or we can hit the games and see if we can haul out our body weight in prizes!”

"well it might only take like two or three prizes for me to haul my weight in prizes." nancy said with a soft chuckle. while nancy might've focused on work a lot, when she was ahead of her deadline and had no work, she enjoyed to have fun and enjoy that time. "though before we hit up a rollercoaster, i may need a slushie, just so i don't get lightheaded on it."

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hecthcn​:

“ that is awful. i am so sorry, “ if there was one thing rapunzel could understand, it was suppression of desires and dreams by a parental figure. shaking her head slightly to rid herself of such thoughts, she turned her attention back to wendy, “ i absolutely agree with you. kids should be able to do what they love to express themselves, “ 

"it really was. i mean, i guess it's because i was the eldest so my parents wanted me to be a good influence on my younger siblings. but that wasn't who i am. i'm someone who will probably never truly grow up if i'm being honest." she laughed softly. "i feel like it's really healthy for people, when people stop expressing themselves, i feel like that's when it's dangerous.”

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twodrftrs​:

   ❛  don’t sell yourself too short,  ❜  he offers. will’s hand nervously begins to tug at his books mindlessly, sympathetic eyes watching over her. he definitely knew weird. he even lived through strange. her words were neither. the word he’d use for them was more like . . endearing. he smiled tenderly.  ❛  believe me, i’ve had plenty of dreams like that. i would even write them down for a time before it became too much.  ❜  more like nightmares began to takeover and, well, nobody really liked remembering those. will’s smile dropped lightly before coming out forced one more.  ❛  — but i might start doing it again just to see what i can dream up. probably nothing as good as what you do but it’s worth the try.  ❜

"you write them down too?" she asked him. "sometimes i feel like my mind is going to explode if i don't write them down, like my mind can't focus on anything else until i do. like it's afraid i might forget what i saw if i didn't write it down. my parents use to say i live too much in my dreams and it's bad for me to not let them go and grow up." she admitted to will. she knew her parents wanted her to be a lawyer or a doctor or something like that, not a writer like she wants to be. "now who is selling themselves short?" she asked with a smile.

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iswcrthy​:

“This is a trumpet.” He couldn’t, and wouldn’t judge the girl for not knowing what it was. “One of the many musical instruments out there. But not mine, I am not musically talented.” He laughs. With a smile, Steve orders another one of his favorite drinks before looking back to her, “What would you like?”

"a trumpet... ahh." she said softly. "i'm not very musically talented either, my friend sirena is. she has a wonderful voice and was a part of a band, but the band did not have a trumpet, so it makes sense why i didn't recognize what it was." she said with a smile. "what is good here? i don't know much about alcohol if i'm being honest."

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twodrftrs​:

   ❛  i don’t have the best experience with amusement parks,  ❜  cassie confesses. except it was a town festival that one time. except she had been under the influence. except she had her best friend then, by her side. she decides against mentioning all of that. wouldn’t want to bore the other.  ❛  but we’re here now,  ❜  she continues with a keen smile.  ❛  win me a stuffed animal and i’ll get on any ride you’d like.  ❜

"do i need to win you a stuffed animal to get you on a ride?" she asked with a soft smile. "i've never been the best at winning prizes at amusement parks or anything. but i can try my best." maybe this placew would have a water game that cleo could use her powers to manipulate to give her an advantaged.

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hecthcn​:

“ me too ! “ it was so nice to find someone who had spent as much time as rapunzel had painting. however, the dark haired woman was sure that the other was never locked up with painting being only one of her vices. “ every time gothel went somewhere, i always asked her to bring me back new paints, “

“i’m usually always drawing or painting. you will never kind me out of art supplies since i always make sure i’m well stocked before i even come close to being out of them.” she said with a soft chuckle. “who is gothel if you don’t mind me asking?”

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hecthcn​:

it would be silly for the siphoner to think that hope would recognise her straight away after starting the conversation especially since it hadn’t happen with lizzie. “ i completely get that. do you only get those feelings ? “

“it difficult and sounds strange.” she explained to josie. “i get these weird dreams that don’t feel like dreams but memories from a different life. one with magic and everything like that. and some mornings i swear when i look in the mirror my eyes change and look scary.”

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cftragediies​:

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“I think this is how every horror movie starts.” Lizzie pipes up, breaking the silence in the dead of night. Hues shift to the brunette, “Two girls, going for a drive ; one blonde and one brunette - important to note. Car breaks down, we stay here for an hour or so before deciding to hitchhike, some trucker pulls to the side and we get in. Surprise he’s a serial killer, the blonde dies first - as she does in every movie. The brunette ends up being the heroine and kills the serial killer, exacting her revenge for the blonde.” Lizzie slides off the hood of the car, “Two things. I refuse to be the one to die first, and we are not accepting help from a trucker. So we fix it ourselves.” She looks at the damage of the car, “A flat tire should be easy to fix.”

"it's nice to know that you think of me as the heroine who goes on to save the day." hope said with a teasing smile, nudging lizzie lightly. "well i have two things to say, one; i'd take a stabbing or gunshot or whatever to make sure you didn't die. we are both making it out of this horror film fine." she chuckled. "and number two, you are lucky that i have fixed a flat tire before. do you have a spare tire?" she asked.

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cftragediies​:

He had a feeling her version of pirates was a lot different than his, especially if it involved friendship. Once she explained further, a small ah leaves his lips as he nods. “Sounds interesting.” He hums, “I’ll have a listen.”

“i’m glad, i will try to not disappoint you.” the blonde said with a smile. “terra was able to lead the pirate towards the plank. when they got to the edge, terra jumped over him and the pirate then saw he was cornered and jumped into the water below. the kids all celebrated the victory and returned back to their hideaway, safe again from the vengeful pirates.” she finished telling the story and all the kids went to their parents. “was it interesting enough for you?” she asked smiling kindly.