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❝ what is better than dynamite? —— ( written by alex ).
A GRYFFINDOR? | wouldshoot
❛ –––––––– hey. you doin’ some kinda … survival course, out there ? wet t-shirt competition ? ❜ she’s definitely checked about six moving staircases for listening ears; not that she’s ever gonna let it show, in the slight cock of her head, into the hood of her quidditch uniform, or in the way she calls down. ( give her some privacy ! when else is she going to have a chance at someone cute, needing more than a little bit of help ? ) ❛ looks like ravenclaw’s working their tryouts hard. ❜
@halfearp / starter call.
she’s trying her best not to drip all over the corridors, to create one giant hazard that might necessitate warnings for the first years who carelessly sprint up and down with way too much enthusiasm. so it’s only with a start that she realises she’s being spoken to –––– by a gryffindor, ready for their own tryouts, unfortunately, judging by the looks of it. ❛ uh –––– ? sorry. yeah, i wasn’t even supposed to be trying out, so –––– ❜ a gentle shrug, as she tries her best to ignore the patter of a puddle forming around her footing. pressing on –––– !
❛ went with some friends. they’re still out there, in the rain. i wasn’t even there long and i’m already sopping wet ! i hope for your sake you aren’t going out there any time soon –––––– ❜
IT | demonbitch
@halfearp /// eldritch beast form starter call.
“Yeah, hi.” Oh, was it after hours? Was it rude of them? Unfortunately, they didn’t care. They were there anyway, seated on the floor with their clawed paws crossed daintily. Was this a health code violation? Were they shedding a little? OOPS.
They laughed; it was a sound raspy and unappealing, something OFF on a human register; even their voice refused to comply with “masculine” or “feminine,” but was something that reflected not only neither, but both at once. Eyeless, starved, doglike, MOST creatures would find LITTLE of them appealing AT ALL. “You have fireball, right?”
everything about this had BAD OMEN written all over it ––– this THING in shorty’s when she clearly remembers locking up with the last of the usual stragglers ushered out of there. it definitely isn’t human, and there’s no way waverly’s letting herself be taken before she figures out what it is. not today; not any day.
it’s a comfort as much as anything, to have fingers curl around the roughness of a shotgun. out of sight, out of mind ( for it, at least ). ❛ depends who’s asking, seeing as you’ve somehow managed to sneak in past closing time –––– i could’ve sworn i locked those doors, didn’t i? you sure they were definitely unlocked? ❜
BOBO NO-NO / BOBO DEL REY AND DOC HOLLIDAY rustic / closest friends of wyatt earp / allies / on opposite sides of the battle
i love these guys separately but i’m so so looking forward to getting more of them together [ twitter / part 1 ]
WAYHAUGHT / WAVERLY EARP AND NICOLE HAUGHT red and blue / gryffindor and ravenclaw / heart and brain / warm and cool
i love these two from the bottom of my heart; thank u to everyone who made this happen [ twitter / part 2 ]
i miss waverly earp
how to say “that’s gay” without anyone noticing: -It’s standard operating procedure
1x04 // 2x04
UNKNOWN | hardbittten
jessica pauses, a little wary-eyed, a lapse of two, two and a half, seconds. she’s not an idiot – usually wouldn’t turn down free booze – but if you ask her, the littlest earp is just a little bit too nice. ( maybe she’s reading too much into it. maybe new york asshole just doesn’t translate. you sound paranoid, hogarth’s voice echoing in the back of her head, and the sharp barren retort as ever, people keep saying that, it’s like a conspiracy. )
her elbow knocks heavy against the bartop. ‘ – just one. i’m not freeriding. ’ call it a pride thing, if you want.
❛ well, better me than them, right ? you might want to watch your back; they think their charm’ll work on anyone new, but –––––– i suppose they’re pretty harmless, otherwise. ❜ it’s a cursory glance that’s tossed in the direction of the tuesday morning regulars, already deep amidst tactical discussions, no doubt. waverly doesn’t even try to stifle a chuckle; purgatory’s never been the most classy of small towns ( but she loves it for all it is –––– and isn’t ). so, she’ll pour a little more than one whisky into the glass now sat upon the bar.
❛ i’m going to take a wild guess here and say you didn’t just come across, y’know, abnormal things by accident –––––– ? ❜
UNKNOWN | hittcr
@halfearp liked for a starter!
“’m– - lookin’ for this address…” eliot passed the paper over with a furrowed brow, hoping that she might be able to help him. “’s an old friend…” paying his respects was very high on his to-do list during his stay in purgatory. at least eliot liked to think that it was. “’s been a while since ‘ve been in town.” and his memory definitely wasn’t what it used to be.
there’s a certain resentment in the kind of recognition that flashes across her gaze; but it’s nothing waverly can’t hide behind the usual curiosity and a genuine willingness to help strangers find their way in wyatt earp country ––––– family obligation, after all, right ? ( even for a family she’s no longer entirely sure she’s a part of ). but NO WAY is she disclosing anything about the homestead without some serious convincing. ❛ y’know ––––– if you’re looking for anyone in particular, i can probably tell you exactly where you’d find them right now. that’s how it is in small town, right ? ❜
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BOBO | bbdelrey
❝ No, I’m not talking about your straight faze with muscles. ❞ The careful tone Waverly spoke with was clear, causing the grin on his lips to widen. He tilted his head down. ❝ Yet – but soon. He’ll let you know. ❞
❛ you know i don’t TRUST you, bobo. and it doesn’t help that you’re being all –––––– CRYPTIC. ❜ she’s grown up having given people the benefit of the doubt; for all he’s done to her family, her first instinct is to trust him. and yet –––––– ❛ if you don’t have anything helpful to say, then just leave me alone. ❜
UNKNOWN | bushrcnger
❝ Well, had I known that, maybe I would of had the sense to join them, ❞ Humour, even in the midst of someone threatening her with the possibility they might shoot — either the girl was incredibly daft, or these Earp women had too much faith in the lord almighty. ❝ Shouldn’t you be working then Ms.? All things considered, I don’t think the deer are as fond of scotch as your famed friend Mr. Holliday. May find business UNDERWHELMING out here. ❞
❛ still could if you’ve got nothing else to do out here –––– there’s about, oh, half an hour to go. lucky for me, i have the day off –––– it’ll be rosie there today ( and all the usual customers ). she’s lovely ! ❜ but of all that, it’s the comment about doc that tugs her attention away from the small talk about shorty’s. surely, this man can’t know anything substantial about doc –––– not unless he’s one of them, right? ❛ –––––– wait, you know doc? ❜
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