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autocllave​:

the shock that comes from dick’s eyes wasn’t born out of the realization that someone else was up and about at the current time. in fact, he knew that several yards away at the other end of the beach, there were other people. a family, it had looked like, some brothers that practically looked like REPLICAS of one another, all having the time of their life. their parents were somewhere and if the time wasn’t so late, it would’ve been almost normal. the point being: something had turned the life of much of the island upside down.

but, as far as he could tell, no one really had a WORD FOR IT. his nightmares were incredibly strange but given his weird eating habits, he frequently had strange dreams. so, this didn’t quite worry him. he was about to walk by the only other person around when he heard him speak and one glance was all it took to see the glimmer in his hands, “oh boy. is that for me ? talk about taking someone out.” probably not. but, he couldn’t really fault anyone for being so cautious.

“i don’t think anyone sleeps anymore, quite frankly.” dick half-shrugged. he worked often through the night, himself, that was the cost of business. whenever qi’ra needed him, he had to be wherever she asked. “you good ?”

Loki immediately feels suspicious of the man, though that's not really a surprise -- He didn't really trust anybody, truthfully. 

The reaction to the dagger had been seemingly less surprised than his own, nonchalant enough to immediately if he's okay right after he'd basically threatened him. "I suppose." Feeling awkward with the dagger still in his hand, he shifts on his feet, eyes focused on the sidelines rather than the stranger in front of him. 

He doesn't know how to answer the question, because he wasn't good. Nothing about this was cool. A dagger was just summoned from seemingly out of nowhere, but he was not going to make himself seem crazy. "I-" He pauses, stumbling over a lie for the first time in his life. "Things could be better."

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rcosaries​:

the  sound  as  he  panicked  &  scrambled  to  acquire  his  things  brought  a  soft  smile  to  her  lips .  something  she  HID–––   something  about  stiles  so  endearing  to  erica  though  she  could  never  say  as  to  why .  often  times ,  he  infuriated  her .  a  smart  ass..  smart  in  general ;  it  was  why  she  paired  up  with  him  for  the  project .  but  regardless  of  whatever  irritation  he  brought  to  her  surface ,  erica  always  wanted  him  around .  familiar ,  comforting  &  a  DESIRE  to  watch  over  him .    ‘  everyone  has  been  having  them  stiles ,  ’   the  words  flow  through  another  sigh  ,  erica  now  realizing  she  was  slightly  out  of  breath .  readjusting  the  strap  of  her  bag ,   she  slowed  her  steps .  ‘  if  you  got  out  of  your  head  for  a  moment ,  you’d  realize  everyone  has  been  talking  about  it .  ’

"Hey, being in this thing is a trip." He says in mock offense, tapping at his temple with a finger.  As she slows her pace, Stiles does the same, easily falling in place at her side. "And I'm assuming you're tired of hearing and talking about it." Which, granted, he doesn't blame her. Nobody liked nightmares, nobody liked even talking about their nightmares-- Unless they were stupid like some of his, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that these were serious. Where they came from, he didn't know.

[chaosincarnatcd]

xn-touchablx​:

closed event starter for ✧  @chaosincarnatcd​  ( natasha romanoff + harley quinn )

the warm summer breeze made for a nice break from the cold she was used to in her life. most of her time was spent cooped up in the studio helping her students master new techniques and routines; even her cozy apartment was frigid. it’s what she was used to from her home back in russia and it’s what made her most comfortable. despite it all however, natasha didn’t hate the warmth of the breeze brushing past her skin. she moves her gaze from the lapping waves and up to the glimmering night sky.  the stars were so bright out here compared to her little corner of the world. they glimmered and winked back at her as if they were promising some sort of change, some clarity to the repetitive nightmares. more often than not, she found herself sitting on her humble balcony after restless nights. natasha had practically memorized the location of her favorite constellations with the amount of time she spent sitting out there with liho.

she traces the sky with her gaze as the breeze picks up and carries the beach ball by her side with it. swiftly, she gets up in pursuit of the now bouncing ball as it nears what appears to be a blonde with odd colored tips. it seems she was too slow. the ball made its collision with the  unsuspecting stranger and natasha instantly feels herself fill with remorse despite not being completely at fault. it was the wind after all… “ oh god ! i’m so sorry about that- ! ”

The beach ball barely brushes up against her side, though it is enough to have her a little startled. "Woah!" Reaching to catch it before it can blow away to the other side of the beach, she barely even hears the apology. Turning to the red haired woman, she runs through the hot sand to return it back. This hasn't been the first time she's been hit with some sort of beach ball tonight, oddly enough.

"Here ya go! It's alright, it barely touched me." She smiles wide, arms outstretched for her to take it. "Really, I've had much, much worse, so don't feel bad."

[chaosincarnatcd]

xn-touchablx​:

 closed event starter for  ✧ @chaosincarnatcd​​ ( bo-katan kryze + klaus hargreeves ) 

volleyball was another sport bo-katan often indulged in whenever she’d be out with friends at the beach. while she definitely wasn’t the best and had her moments of slip ups it didn’t take away from the fun. the ball comes plummeting from over the net and she immediately dives to receive the ball. her arms reach out and as she receives the ball it immediately bounces back at an odd angle and goes flying out beyond their ‘court’. that’s a point for the other team, and to make matters even worse the ball went flying towards a crowd of people.  she watches in horror as it nears a random figure hunched over and immediately jumps to her feet in hopes of stopping the ball from reaching its impending destination.     

Apparently the woman hadn't tried hard enough, because the ball goes sailing right into Klaus' head. "Ouchh!" He exclaims loudly, rubbing at the spot he'd been hit. Sand flies in all different directions as he sits up to glare at his assailant. 

"Nice going, asshat." He mutters mostly to himself as he tosses the ball back, his high ruined. It's clearly an off day for his normally cheery attitude.

[chaosincarnatcd]

closed starter for @fearlessmnds​

Her red painted lips thin in exasperation as she drags her pale legs up, peering into her broken pocket mirror for the fifth time that night. Coming here after work, she expected something a little more than lounging around lazily on his (quite frankly, amazing) couch. She could do that easily at home, with her babies nonetheless. What she craved was fun, and she was going to get it one way or another.

 There were many things for them to do out on the streets, though her current partner in crime was having none of it. Harley doesn't even think he has the word fun in his vocabulary. "Come on brucey-baby, don'tcha wanna do something exciting for a change?" She whines sadly, snapping the mirror shut in a way that no doubt leaves a whole new spiderweb of cracks in the glass.

[chaosincarnatcd]

Closed starter for @lxvefxstival

The sound of her mismatched rollerskate wheels on the uneven pavement do nothing to drown out her off-key humming -- Neither do the click of nails as Bud and Lou stride ahead of her, the chain she holds them with going taut the second somebody ventures too close. Their barely repressed excitement shows in their yaps and giggles as they sniff at startled passerby, clearly not used to the sight of two fully grown hyenas mulling about on the street.

"I'd get out the way if I were you!" She calls to the figure they're currently gaining on, making no move to put use to her toe stoppers. "Unless ya wanna get ran over, cus I ain't stoppin'!"

[maxximoffed]

Marvel Comics #1000: The Journey

[chaosincarnatcd]

Open Starter

The moon had set high in the sky long ago, yet he still does not turn in for the night. Perhaps it's simply leftover energy from the day, or maybe it's the emotional turmoil he continues to face -- Either way, he hasn't been getting enough sleep to function properly.

Perched atop the steps that lead to the beach, Loki let's his face fall mutely into his hands, fingers grasping at long inky strands that are more often than not tangled.

Blowing out a shaky breath, the god does not notice the other presence behind him until it's too late. There's a dagger in his hand before he can think, pointed towards the figure he can just barely see. The lethal edge glitters dangerously in the starlight -- where had this dagger come from?? He quickly let's it fall to his side, the shock he feels tensing up his shoulders and pulling a frown to his face. "My apologies. Truly, I did not expect someone else to be out so late." 

[jasontheredhood]

“Truly, you are the world’s greatest detective.”

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Closed starter for @autocllave ​

The rain that pours unceremoniously around her reflects the inner storm brewing in her own chest, tired feet dragging slow and lazy across the sidewalk in her late return from work. Another two blocks and she'll be there, another twenty minutes and she'll finally have protection from the torrent that plasters her hair to her face, and runs her makeup down alabaster skin. It's not until she moves to wipe at her messed face that she realizes she too, is crying. 

It would do her no good to stay out any longer as flashes of purple and blue light the sky, so she quickly makes a detour to the closest destination possible. 

Standing behind his door with her arms crossed tightly over her chest, she contemplates knocking. The clock has already ticked past twelve. It's late, he should be sleeping, but she can't bring herself to finish her trek back home. Not like this. Standing here shivering, with her clothes plastered to her quaint form, she finally raises her fist to the entrance.

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rcosaries‌:

glad  to  see  he’s  alive ,  she  thought––  rolling  pretty  eyes  &  closing  her  book .   ‘  let  me  guess…  NIGHTMARES ? ’   voice  was  laced  with  an  unspoken  knowing .  he  wasn’t  the  only  one  &  neither  was  she .  the  island  seemed  to  be  plagued  with  the  boogie  man .   who  the  hell  cared ?   dreams  were  dreams  whether  good  or  bad .  ‘ come  on ,  let’s  go  get  some  coffee .   then  you  can  explain  to  me  what  nightmare  it  was  that  made  you  space  out  for  an  hour  &  WASTE  my  time . ’    erica  didn’t  wait  for  his  agreement .  she  immediately  spun  around  in  her  heels ,  slinging  her  bag  over  his  shoulder ;  knowing  he  would  follow . 

Stiles tracks her sudden movement with surprise etched upon his slack features. Scrambling to catch up with her, he almost sends his laptop to an untimely demise, just barely catching it before shoving it haphazardly in his bag.

Coffee was not something he needed. Caffeine did not interact with his ADHD well at all, but there was no point in arguing as he catches up with her. "How'd you know?" He asks quietly, though he's pretty sure he can guess how. He's not the only one to bring the topic to light in the past few days.

[lotuspetalsxx-deactivated202006]

OPEN STARTER w/ Deadpool   (Tw: foul language) 

Wade is working his ass off at the karaoke bar, which has honestly become his favorite place. The patrons love his stupid ass, probably because he flirts with every single one of them and pours their drinks up nice and strong. And he’s quite entertaining when he hits the stage. The ladies sure do love their spandex.

Someone new walks in, and as has become tradition, Wade announces their presence. “Hey there!” He yells out. “Welcome to Zodiac ya sexy bitch, pop a squat and I’ll get ya smashed.” The person doesn’t seem entirely too pleased to be called out like that, but Wade doesn’t give a shit. That’s the risk you take walking in here. 

The stranger has a seat and Wade leans over the counter, on a mission to make them as uncomfortable as humanly possible. “Thanks for comin in, sweetcheeks. My name’s Wade and I’ll be your tour guide on the highway to hell.” He speaks in a pleasant tone, chin resting on his palms as he tries to look cute and innocent despite the words coming out of his mouth. 

“What’s your poison, mofo?” 

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An entrance is something Harley has always enjoyed, especially from someone who seemed to have as much fun as her. An excited grin stretches across her face as she bounces into the empty seat, feeling tickled as he leans over the bar to talk to her further. Leaning in just as close, head in her own folded hands, she giggles excitedly.  It's not often she gets to experience clubs that aren't her own-- Or anywhere in general, at least lately, now that work has taken over. 

When she walked in here, she hadn't expected much, but she's pleasantly surprised so far. "I'll take the strongest thing ya got, puddin'.." She hums happily over the music, legs swinging to and fro on the high chair. "And don't disappoint!" 

[sweetestwords]

allison couldn’t recall the last time she’d seen him. however, she was sure that their last meeting had been less than pleasant, considering that allison had spent most of high school being not-so-nice to klaus.  “klaus,” she greeted the person whom she’d bullied in high school with her best fake smile, the one that she usually reserved for her annoying fans. allison seriously doubted that klaus was one of them. “it’s been a long time. how have you been?” she asked, her fingers tracing the heart-shaped pendant that she was wearing. ( @chaosincarnatcd​  🎀 klaus + allison!) 

[chaosincarnatcd]

Klaus barely noticed her. He wouldn't have noticed her had she just walked on by and left him alone. But apparently she had to speak out to him, as if she cared. He doesn't bother gracing her with a fake smile of his own as he turns around, hands folded over his chest. His body language is enough for her to gauge that he wants nothing to do with her. "Do you really care how I, of all people, are doing?" 

[chaosincarnatcd]

@chaosincarnatcd​  ( diego & klaus! )

great. running into his good pal klaus was always a wonderful surprise. especially now that diego was past tired thanks to the nightmares that kept him awake.  trying his best to stay civil, the private investigator rubbed his temples for a short moment. diego had no idea how his former classmate did it, but he was excellent at getting under diego’s skin, much better than anyone else that diego had ever known. including diego’s sister. “what do you want?” he finally managed, his hands on his hips. “because whatever it is, i don’t think i can help you right now.”

"That's no way to talk to your friend, Diego." Klaus hums dramatically, lips pulled in an exaggerated pout only he could pull off. "You didn't even have to say anything! You could just ignore my existence and I would have gone right away, but now since you've decided to be so charming, I think I'll stick around." Not often did he bother with people like Diego, but by the gods did he love to stir up trouble wherever he could. He was basically like a child -- Not basically, was a child, and he'll forever take the opportunity to poke the bear. "What's got your little panties in a twist?"

[chaosincarnatcd]

autocllave‌:

“your tone sort of suggests that something is wrong. coupled with the eye roll, it becomes less ‘sort of’ and more ‘definitely’.” tony offered an analysis in the style of a quip without being asked. loki had a point, though. tony could probably do with a little more honesty. and, of course, he could always rely on his ( ex turned ) friend to deliver that wholeheartedly.  while he would never outright express it, tony did actually appreciate that he had someone like that in his life.

so, he smiled and he shrugged. “maybe you don’t see it as important but, again, you’re practically screaming ‘i need you to notice i’m not doing well’ and loki, i hear you.” he could be less of an asshole about it but, he did care. if loki did, indeed, need to chat with someone about whatever it was that was bothering him at this particular moment, tony would shut up long enough that loki could get it all out. he might not be able to help but sometimes, being a shoulder to lean on was just as reassuring. in fact, he quite liked that more. “contrary to popular belief, i talk to maybe three people all day.” one of them was an AI. “so, please. i apologize for being late but, as your FRIEND, i’d like to know what’s on your mind.”

Loki resists the urge to snap at him once more. Who was he to psychoanalyze or turn this around? Tony was the one to show up late, looking exhausted and worn down! Tapping his knuckles against the bar counter, he straightens up to turn towards him, leaning over to place his cheek lazily in his hand.

"I might as well amuse you, since you think that you can read me so well." He muses dryly, thinking back on all the oddities that have happened in the past week alone. Hesitating for a moment, he opens his mouth to say something, but closes it again. There was nowhere for him to start. These were problems that any normal human faced, except -- "I had something show up the other day out of nowhere. Combined with night terrors related to these items, it's a bit odd, but it's nothing that has caused me to...Well, be as miserable as you appear to be."

[chaosincarnatcd]

「    michiel huisman   ,   37   ,   cismale  +  he/him    」 ˚╰ ❃ ╮  did  you  know    THE OUTLAW'S    real  name  is    JESSE MCCREE     ?!    around  the  island  they  seem  to  be  quite    charming     ,  but  also     untrusting     ,  but  it  makes  sense  given  they  are  a     BARTENDER     and  come  from     OVERWATCH    .  you  can  hear   BIG IRON  by  JOHNNY CASH  blasting  from  their  house ,  but  be  careful   !   they  can  be  agitated  as  nightmares  bring  back  memories  of  OVERWATCH'S RECALL .  even  so ,  it’s  impossible  to  see    torn up cowboy hats, sharp spurs on boots, smoke drifting from a lit cigar , and not think about them

INJURY TW

HOW WAS YOUR CHARACTER'S LIFE SO FAR?

early life, Jesse grew up on a farm helping his family take care of animals and just the overall state of the house. He grew up in a huge family and was always the hardest worker out of the bunch. You could always find him doing little tasks and chores inside or outside of the house. When he was 19, he was working on refurbishing some old stables when a rotted support beam gave out and sent the entire stucture on top of him. Luckily, he was okay but his left forearm had been decimated under the rubble, and they had to amputate it just above the elbow. Currently he owns his own bar called "High Noon", a very old fashioned place that isn't very popular with the younger population. He's working probably 80% of the day for lack of better things to do. Pls help him.

WHAT WAS YOUR CHARACTER'S  FIRST NIGHTMARE ABOUT?

His first nightmare had been about his days in Blackwatch. Gabriel and Genji had been very prominent in it, so if he were to see them again he'd probably be very floored.

HOW ARE THEY FEELING WITH THEIR FIRST FEW MEMORIES?

Maybe he's a little weirded out by how vivid it happened to be, but dreams are dreams. As far as nightmares tended to go, this was fairly tame. Nothing he spends hours reflecting on,  he probably forgot about it in the next 3 hours.

ANYTHING  ELSE?

-Cowboy who's scared of horses lol

-the thing he got back was his hat and serape, both if which have a prominent amount of bullet holes in them, which is weird. He still wears them.

-baby

-Smokes way too much, like, every minute he has a cigar in his mouth. It's a wonder how he hasn't died yet.

[chaosincarnatcd]

「    margot robbie   ,   25   ,   cisfemale  +  she/her    」 ˚╰ ❃ ╮  did  you  know  THE MAIDEN OF MISCHIEF'S      real  name  is    HARLEY QUINN     ?!    around  the  island  they  seem  to  be  quite   bubbly      ,  but  also    sensitive     ,  but  it  makes  sense  given  they  are  a     WAITRESS/DANCER      and  come  from     DC    .  you  can  hear  MAD HATTER   by  MELANIE MARTINEZ    blasting  from  their  house ,  but  be  careful   !   they  can  be  agitated  as  nightmares  bring  back  memories  of  LEAVING JOKER AND BECOMING HER OWN PERSON  .  even  so ,  it’s  impossible  to  see    smeared red lipstick , red and blue eyeshadow, brightly colored rollerskates, baseball bats , and not think about them .  

ABUSE TW

HOW WAS YOUR CHARACTER'S LIFE SO FAR?

Harley doesn't like to talk about her early life much. Growing up in an abusive household, she hopped from place to place most of the time. Working as a waitress from the age of 17, she just recently decided to take up dancing on the side for more money (Rent isn't exactly easy to pay when you live off of tips). When she's not working, which isn't often, she takes up rollerskating! Sometimes she'll do some Derby, and she's actually quite good at it.

WHAT WAS YOUR CHARACTER'S  FIRST NIGHTMARE ABOUT?

Clowns, creepy smiles, red lipstick, just overall horrible things that leave a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Most of her nightmares end up with her being treated like absolute shit. She's also had a few weird dreams involving her life working as a psychiatrist.

HOW ARE THEY FEELING WITH THEIR FIRST FEW MEMORIES?

She just thinks these nightmares come from trauma. She gets them often, so it doesn't come as a surprise to her. At this point they don't even phase her as much as they should. The whole clown thing is new though, she doesn't quite know how to feel about that.

ANYTHING  ELSE?

- Gets super attached to people! She has hella abandonment issues so the second someone is nice to her, she latches on to them and doesn't let go.

-Super shitty tattoos that she does NOT remember getting. Probably drunk tattoos.

-What she got from the plot drop, her original harley suit, bc the outfit in ss was not it. Neither was her character tbh