“No, no, no, I’m not saying it’s bad, I just-” This had been a bad idea, right from the start. He shouldn’t have gone to the mall. What did he even need? A new pen? He could have ordered one online, right? Used Amazon or- wait, did Amazon exist? Evan hated to admit that his memories were getting mixed up, that the old world and whatever this new place was both felt so real, it was hard to always piece together the small stuff. Regardless, he knew he shouldn’t have even come to the mall, because if he had just stayed home he wouldn’t be in this situation. “You don’t really want my opinion, I- I’m not an expert and if I’m being honest I don’t even trust my own opinion on about 95 percent of the things I do. Maybe you could, um, ask someone else?”
a brow automatically quirked in response , glimmer of amusement written across her facial features while listening to the other ramble. a simple question , and yet it seemed to warrant a far more thorough response than deemed necessary. she shifted her legs while continuing to dangle the quite dazzling trinket as the sun bounced off of it. over a thousand years of memory , it seemed , and yet it found competition with new ones which seemed realer. though , perhaps it may explain the undeniably shown patience while standing before a stranger in a conversation never meant to be started. luckily for them , she had a knack for thriving in social situations. “ you should show a little more confidence , darling. ” finally allowing her arm to drop , placing the trinket on one of the glass counter tops. “ it’s not as though someone will seek your head for providing the wrong answer. ” strange comparison , “ not that there is a wrong answer with this situation. right then , i’ll just assume it was a little too flashy. ”
Tony had been having very odd dreams for the past few weeks now. Dreams of a life that in no way resembled his own. By now, he’s just kind of accepted that they’re memories of a life he once had and the items that now sit before him had done a good job of confirming his suspicions. Iron Man. The Avengers. Losing the kid, Peter. Pepper. Morgan. Dying, to keep everyone safe. For a second, it’s like Tony can’t breathe, staring at the case that’s laid on the counter. The case that holds one of his suits and he doesn’t need to open it to know that. “Shit.”
stumbling upon people during their need to be pensive seemed to be becoming a reoccurring theme with him , or at least lately. it wasn’t until that he decided to inch closer that eyes began to widen in near disbelief. “ no way. ” letting the words escape him with an immediate regret ; puppy eyes , mouth gaping open slightly while glancing over at the man. “ that’s an iron man suit , right ? it looks pretty accurate. ” continuing , knowing that it was too late to turn back now. he might as well endure the awkward exchange which he so carelessly put himself into — again. “ sorry , i’m uh , sorry. I should have knocked or I don’t know. ”
MICHELLE JONES. ↷ closed for lexie grey. @compclling
at grey sloan memorial hospital , midday.
mj wasn’t a klutz. record scratch —- well mj wasn’t usually a klutz. but it was only a matter of time until reading while walking had to catch up to her. she’d taken a nasty , and equally embarrassing fall , which soon lead her to grey sloan memorial. it wasn’t serious or anything , but some random soccer moms had insisted. in her pained state , mj was in no position to take on an entire gaggle of karens.
hours had gone by. not an exaggeration , either. either the emergency room was understaffed , run by questionable management , or everyone had been abducted by aliens. in all honesty , mj hopes it’s the latter. but instead of staying put to find out , she’d decided to wander , eventually discovering some kind of break room —- a lounge meant for the personnel. that did little to stop mj from going inside and making herself comfortable.
nearly a half an hour goes by , without so much as anyone noticing. she probably could’ve hid in there by herself all day long. but when the door opens , mj realizes that’s no longer the case. ❝ uhh … ❞ she murmurs , gaze awkwardly shifting around the break room. ❝ you guys are out of peanut m&ms. ❞
surgical residency — not an easy task without a strong stomach , sheer dedication , and foolproof plans on how to stay alert for thirty-eight hours straight. a photographic memory happened to be a blessing in disguise , given , it made for an easy target when others needed a helping hand. grey sloan memorial certainly had no shortage of those ( whether it be her life or dreams ) someone always sought after her minds capabilities. maybe that’s what led to the sudden exhaustion leading up to needing a quick sit down within the walls of the break room.
normally being forced to seek comfortable silence near their routine room , it seemed less risky to be in the one upper residents preferred. on second thought , what if one of the attendees waltzed in and decided to lecture ? a slight frown , already twisting the handle , and taking a deep breath deciding to let the thought go. the one thing lexie couldn’t have predicted was coming face-to-face with a patient ? someone’s relative ? right now , she didn’t feel the need to pressure the subject with the soaring need for coffee emerged.
“ luckily for me , I usually go for the peanut butter cups. ” pep could be heard within her tone , “ I also don’t do the candy stocking. ” great choice of words she thought to herself but again , it could be chalked up to the lack of sleep. “ so , were you waiting for someone in here ? ”
OPEN STARTER FOR: tara ‘ terra ’ markov
setting: the beach, early afternoon
TARA sat on a sizable rock as she looked out over the water. it was calm, perfect for skipping stones ( a favorite activity of hers. ) as far as she could tell, no one was around so… what was the harm in doing things the easy way? one by one, stones hovered into the air, surrounded in a soft yellow hue, and shot across the water. she was so distracted, she almost didn’t hear the approaching footsteps.
the blonde was quick to snatch the stone out of the air. she took the sunglasses off her head, using them to cover any residual glow of her eyes, before turning around. “ dude ! ” she let out a singular loud laugh. “ you always sneaking up on girls like that ??? or you looking to challenge the stone skipping KING ??? ”
small gusts of wind continued to intertwine with curly locks , the scent of water hitting her nostrils as she continued to stride on forward. already having been dismissed from a clearly tone deaf crowd she needed to find a new spot to share her songs. preferably around people with cash to toss her way , but over the years she learned to not be too particular as long as she was happy. that seemed to be a common thing among her and the vivid dreams which crowded every non waking moment. oh well — wait , did she spot floating rocks in the near distance ? must be the copious amounts of coffee she drank at central perk , yeah , it must be causing some vision troubles.
“ fun fact : I actually get paid by people to scare other people. doesn’t that sound incredibly fun ? until someone tries to put stars above your head like a cartoon. ” showing a full grin before a burst of laughter , raising a hand as if to shoo something away. “ yeah , i’m definitely joking about that. ” removing the guitar string from her shoulder and placing it down on a nearby spot which seemed harmless enough. “ I accept your challenge !! ”
as lizzie emerges from the back of the pawn shop , she’s stepping out of something much more akin to a fairytale ── not just some musty , makeshift dressing room. her smile beams so bright , it puts the summer sun to shame as it bathes the almost empty storefront in light. ❝ i cannot believe this , ❞ lizzie swoons. both of her hands grip the fabric , lifting it up so she can walk with ease ( but really she just does it to feel even more royal ). ❝ so i get this beautiful gown , AND a new car , just become there’s a tag with my name on them ? ❞ the creepy shop owner is no where to be found , but she doesn’t care. she’s sold. ❝ not a bad day to be elizabeth jenna saltzman , ❞ the blonde muses , dimpled smile growing bigger as she flattens out the bodice in the mirror.
visiting the pawn shop certainly had not been her idea of enjoyment , but to deem it as a waste of time seemed unnecessary at this point. after locating questionable items stamped especially for her , how could she outright announce it as a waste of time ? letting out a breathless sigh , attention shifting to the others undeniably beautiful gown suited for someone of royalty. “ I have to admit , it does scream elegance. which begs the question , what the bloody hell is it doing here ? ” showing a clear confusion while briefly scanning over all the strange oddities scattered around the area to which she was standing. better yet , why was she now holding her mothers long , lost locket ? not to mention one of the daggers that had been placed in her chest countless times. though , it would not be ones that would be expressed at least not at the moment. “ indeed. ”
“i just don’t know how much longer everyone can keep pretending that there’s nothing going on,” muses the siphon, slender digits wrapping around the ceramic coffee cup atop a matching saucer. for weeks, the entire island’s been plagued by blank stares && far off gazes. as far as josie can tell, no one’s doing a damn thing about it. “almost everyone i know has been having … dreams. && they’re clearly not anything normal, or going anyway. denial is comfortable - i get that. but at some point …” josie sighs. it’s a nice thought && all, but she has no idea how to finish that sentence. “i guess … i don’t know either.”
fingertips drummed against the edges of a table , shoulders slunk , staring into the pool of coffee as it got colder by the minute. thoughts lingering to the photograph in his jacket pocket , remembering the day his eyes caught eye of it within the confines of the pawn shop. at the time , he wasn’t sure why he decided to take it for his own , but something inside urged him that he needed it. he glanced up as his lips trembled in an attempt to find the right words — always being the type to ponder , unless he was nervous or scared. “ so you’re saying i’m actually a phoenix ? ” eyebrows raising , “ yeah , okay , that makes a ton of sense when you really think about it. ” giving a half shrug while finally reaching for his coffee , and taking a sip before a slight frown. “ I definitely can’t wait to see my clay brother , slime formed father , and werewolf best friend. that does not sound made up at all. ” now clearly speaking in a sarcastic tone.
name / alias : sixx , a nickname I somehow got because my names nikki.
gender / pronouns : cisfemale , she / her
where ya from ? : a terrible place i’d like to call america , al capone
the current time : 3:52 am , might pause this to watch some jessica jones
height : 5′9′‘
job or major : retail , will be attending beauty school
pet ( s ) : four cats
favorite thing ( s ) about yourself : my ability to remain optimistic and see best intentions
any special talents ? : nothing that I wouldn’t assume others can’t do too
why you joined hqclouds : it’s an interesting concept and sort of reminds me of a show that I recently binge watched on amazon prime. it’s fresh , different , a breath of fresh air.
meaning behind url : well , it’s simple really , based on tvd verse vampires.
last thing you googled : some actor who looked familiar in daredevil
birthday / zodiac : july 14th. cancer sun , capricorn moon , sagittarius rising
in your opinion , does your sign suit you ? : oh yeah , definitely.
myers - briggs : isfp
moral alignment : neutral good
hogwarts house : ravenclaw
i started roleplaying : gosh , when I was about 9 years old maybe ? it all started in a chatroom and I somehow found my way to tumblr
types of rps i enjoy : fandom and supernatural based
favorite fcs to use : chadwick boseman , claire holt , margot robbie
fandom ( s ) you’d like to write in : I have to think about this one , but i’d love to have an opportunity to write in all fandoms , not that it’s possible. I love exploring characters in general , but maybe star wars ? jane austen ? marvel characters
fandom ( s ) you aren’t in but are curious about : there are far too many to list and my thinking is on the less functional side right now.
favorite canon muse ( s ) to play : rebekah mikaelson , for sure.
favorite original muse ( s ) to play : from my own making ? there’s so many that I have come to love and adore but I can’t hand select one that sticks out.
canon ships you can’t help but love : katherine x stefan , steve x peggy , kevin x fangs , alice x fp , buffy x angel ... a lot
trope ( s ) you tend to be guilty of : enemies to lovers is a huge one
i prefer . . .
angst , smut , or fluff : i’m a sucker for angst
long or short replies : give me a happy medium , but I do like the detailed responses.
pre plotting or chemistry : chemistry
sentence starters or headcanon memes : sentence starters
single muse or multimuse blogs : multimuse
gif icons , medium gifs , or static icons : gif icons and medium gifs
grab the book nearest to you and pull a quote from it :
“ I should have known what he meant. I did not. He had me mesmerized, enchanted. He was playing to me as he had when I was mortal; he was leading me. He was saying ‘your pain will end’
- interview with the vampire , a novel , anne rice
what’s a quote or song lyric that speaks to your soul ? :
“ happiness can be found even in the darkest of times. ” it is honestly a quote that has gotten be through many hardships , and one I always think about.
top current celebrity crushes : I have crushes on characters not celebs , it’s a thing.
last movie you watched : seven psychopaths ? I think that’s what it was called
did you like it ? : I mean , yeah , I made it through the whole movie
favorite movie ( s ) of all time : titanic , cruel intentions , moulin rouge , kiss me kate
favorite tv show ( s ) of all time :
favorite tv show that hasn’t ended : lucifer !!
favorite series of books / novels / comics : harry potter , jane austen , and I love so many books please don’t make me list them all.
sports team ( s ) you rep : yikes
favorite video game ( s ) : again , yikes
favorite youtube channels : I usually watch stargirls tarot readings
hobbies : binge watching shows , going out for mixed drinks ( is that a hobby ? ) , yoga , reading
put your music on shuffle. what six songs pop up ? :
not ur friend , jeremy zucker
baby got back , sir mix-a-lot
monster , mumford & sons
d.r.e.a.m , miley cyrus
she drives me crazy , fine young cannibals
in too deep , sum 41
personal aesthetic : vampire gothic , 80s grunge , pastel .. i’m a mess
dream vacation ? : a trip around europe would be amazing
dream job ? : my dream is to have no job
dream car ? : impala , the winchester impala
if i could live anywhere , it’d be : nowhere seems good right now , you know ?
favorite musical : wicked
favorite food ( s ) : italian , mexican
coffee order : i’m usually trying new things but a go to is caramel frapp
unwatched stuff in your netflix / hulu / etc : so many , so so many
what’s a subject you know too much about + never get tired of talking about ? : psychology is a subject i’m always down to discuss
