SOFT BOI SHIT

We're all just happy to be here honestly

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anna-wit-locked​:

“It doesn’t look like they’re going to repair my old place, and I can’t sleep on your couch forever. I can’t just ask Rufus to stay at his place, Dec! He’d say yes and then I’d feel bad about asking!”

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   Declan couldn’t help but smile in amusement as he watched his big sister ramble on about her predicament. For the first time in his life, Declan was the sibling holding out a lifeline for the other. Was he the responsible sibling out of the two of them now? no, surely not.

   “... I could ask him” Declan replied, his smile still sitting on his lips. “I could make it sound like I’ve had enough of you sleeping on my couch. He won’t suspect a thing, then you won’t have to feel bad about asking” he continued, not that any of that had been true. If he was honest, Declan had enjoyed having Anna stay with him, it was the most time the two had spent together since living back at home. “Either that or you could upgrade from the couch and share the other room in the flat with Dex, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind” Declan joked, knowing full well Dexter could hear them from the kitchen.

   “In all seriousness though, you know there’s no rush for you to leave. You’re more than welcome to stay as long as you need”

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Who: Open Where: somewhere really cool.

   “I still don’t see what the big problem is... you’re going to have to walk me through the whole thing again” Declan replied, his brain still trying to process what the other had just told him.

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Where: a quidditch field somewhere. Who: Open

   With everything that had happened over the last few weeks, Abas had been distracted, and as a result had fallen behind on his practice schedule. Something he couldn’t afford to do right now. He had been trying to figure out a new play to try with his team when he had lost his balance and came crashing down into the wet grass.

   “Shit” Abas groaned, rolling himself over onto his back, spotting the other as he did, however not moving from where he had landed. “you didn’t see anything, alright”

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kxngdomcxme​:

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Bilius looked at Dirk, then at the little scorch mark on the wall. He was honestly a little bit impressed with how the other managed to not hit him. “It was unlocked,” Bilius shrugged, gesturing towards the door. 

   Dirk put his face in his hands and took a moment to calm himself down, running through the small breathing exercise Glenda had taught him all those years ago. “Shit, I’m so sorry. I-- I didn’t hear you come in” Dirk finally replied, lifting his head up to look over at Bill. “Is everything alright? I didn’t... you know...” Dirk didn’t finish his sentence, instead he moved his eyes over to the scorch mark he had left on the wall. He had been sure he had locked the door behind him, however he must of forgotten in his rush to pack his things.

   “Is everything alright? please tell me you came over here because you needed some advice on goblins, not because of something worse” he continued, scooping up his cat petal and holding her close to his chest. not sure if he really wanted to know why bill had come over.

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xavecamour​:

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“When did you become mister glass half full?” she asked, her lips twitching with slight amusement. Regardless, she breathed a soft sigh of relief since he was right, nothing had been taken. She skipped a few steps to keep up with him as he turned.

“I can only imagine” she nodded, “but don’t worry, I promise to try and not make you feel guilty for not coming to say hello immediately upon return. I may pout a little, but that is all” she joked, falling into step with him. It had been far more important to her anyway that he reconnect with Anna. His sister needed him. “I’m glad. She has told me only a little, but she neglected to tell me that! Look at you Declan, you’re practically blushing! Who is this mystery man that has you so hot under the collar, and when do I get to interrogate- I mean, meet him?”

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   “I think you’re allowed to pout a little, I did vanish for two years without saying anything. It wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve done, especially with everything that's going on at the moment” Declan replied, the small feeling of guilt that had followed him around ever since he had come back to London making itself present in his gut. Declan couldn’t help but smile as Hayden reacted to the news about Theo. It was one of the first times Declan had told someone about him and not felt like his whole world was about to fall out from under him. “We, uh... met in Paris. He showed up to the clinic I was working at with a broken ribb, and... well... that was kind of it” Declan continued, no way in a million years about to mention how Theo got the broken rib in the first place. “As for interrogating... Edith already beat you to it. Although, if you wait around long enough, you might be lucky and catch him when he comes home” he said as the two of them crossed the street and made their way around the back of Declan’s clinic and up to his apartment.      

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kxngdomcxme​:

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Gwenog looked at the other, their jaw dropping, “I do not look like a knob!” they huffed, hands on their hips. “Are you being for real right now? Please tell me you’re joking.”

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   “Ok... maybe I was a little strong with my wording there” Declan replied through a small chuckle. “You don’t look like a knob. I just don’t think I ever imagined seeing you like this. That’s all”

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lvnarism​:

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“I wish it fucking was,” Peggy groaned. “I’m having lunch with my lovely parents and they expect me to look proper.” She puts the last words in air quotes before looking down on herself sceptically. “I look like a party clown.”  

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   "You might look like a party clown, but at least you look like a proper party clown” Declan replied with a laugh, being unable to hold it in anymore. “I didn’t even know they made clothes like that anymore. What’s the special occasion” Declan felt for Peggy, he knew all to well what it was like having to dress ‘proper’ for family.

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Where: Dirk’s apartment Who: Open

   With everything that had happened in the last few days, from the dark mark showing up above diagon alley, to the all out war that had spilled out into the streets of London, it had all been to much for Dirk. With no owl returning from Dorcas, Dirk took that as a sign to maybe skip town for a while... something he hadn’t done since he was a kid. Having been so focused on packing his bag and fighting the paranoid thought’s that had invaded his mind, Dirk hadn’t even heard the knock at the door, let alone the sound of the other letting themselves into his apartment. It wasn’t until he was making his way to the front door that he ran into the other, letting out a horribly aimed spell from the shock, the spell taking a chunk out of the plaster as it came into contact with the wall.

   “Fucking fuck!” he screamed, doping his backpack before realizing they weren’t an enemy. “How did you-- why did you just let yourself in... you could of fucking knocked first!” he continued, sitting himself down on the small couch and trying to calm himself down.

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where: jimena’s place with: abas and jimena (@declan-whitlock​)

with jimena’s parents out helping to deal with the aftermath of the battle, she had been left alone to pace the corridors of their manor, worried sick about her loved ones. she wished she could be out helping, doing something, but she wasn’t a skilled healer or even that good with spells in general, and knew she would likely just get in the way of those trying to do their jobs.

when the door opened, she rose from the couch and rushed to the entryway, expecting to see one of her family members. when abas came into view, she felt her heart leap out of her chest in pure relief. she raced over to him and jumped into his arms, not considering that it might be painful if he were injured. “abas, you’re alive,” she felt tears welling up in her eyes and hugged him tighter.

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   The events that had transpired in the streets of London had been a blur for Abas. One moment he was walking down the street, the next he was picking up a bystander off the pavement as they fell in an attempt to escape the chaos, after that he couldn’t remember much. Once the fighting had stopped and the healers poured into the street to save who they could, his mind out of instinct turned to Jimena.

   He knew it was a risky thing to do, showing up on her front doorstep unannounced, but he needed to know he would find her safe at home and not at st. mungo's. Opening the front door, Abas didn’t even have enough time to call out before he found Jimena jumping into his arms. “I’m fine, don’t worry” he replied, followed by a wince as she hugged him, only now becoming aware of the pain in his side and the small stain of blood on his shirt. “Are you OK, you weren’t hurt out there were you?” he asked, hugging her back as relief washed over him like a wave.

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where: the aftermath of the battle

who: Rene and open (likely a fellow Death Eater)

“Merde,” he swore as his hand came away from his scalp stained a deep red.

The battle had become a blur after the spell had hit the side of his head, a flash of light that had left him stunned. It was difficult to believe it was all over.

He’d only managed to stay on his feet for the rest of the battle because Dev had been at his side the entire time. Now that it was over, he finally let himself collapse. He sat down on a rock heavily, dizzy and trembling pathetically. 

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   Daphne had been close by when the fight erupted in the street. Although, unlike a lot of the people in the area, she didn’t rush to either join the fight, nor did she turn and run for safety. Instead, she remained where she was and watched the events unfold from the alleyway she had been in. It wasn’t her fight, she had no stake in either side of this war, and rushing in to fight would of only increased her chances of ending up face down on the pavement like so many had.

  As the dust settled and the fighting came to an abrupt stop, Daphne slowly crept out from where she stood watching and took a look over the aftermath of the fighting. She was about to turn and leave when her eyes spotted a familiar face resting against a rock.

   “That doesn’t look so good. Here, let me help” Daphne said calmly with a small smile, before taking off her sweater and pressing it firmly against the side of Rene’s head. “Are you hurt anywhere else, or is it just your head?” she asked, her focus moving from Rene and out to her surroundings.

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Where: fuck I don’t know. Who: Open

   “you  look  like  a  knob, please tell me this is a joke” Declan said as he looked at the other and tried everything in his power to keep a straight face.

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xavecamour​:

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She shook her head. “I don’t think so, I didn’t notice anything missing" she assured him, feeling that it was at least something, though it still wasn’t great. She had always tried to treat everybody she met with kindness and an open mind, but more and more lately she had found that people were rude, or just plain awful and it hurt her. She pushed everything he handed to her into her broken bag and cradled it up against her chest so that they wouldn’t fall out again.

“Tea sounds nice. Thank you” she smiled appreciatively at the offer. She moved to his side and gestured for him to lead the way, since she wasn’t entirely sure in what direction they would need to be going. “Well, I’d be happy to keep you company. We haven’t had the chance to properly catch up, have we?” she nodded, tightening her grip on her things. “Is it nice to be back? I think Anna missed you quite a bit”.

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   “Well, at least that’s one thing. Silver lining and all that” Declan replied as Hayden assured him that nothing had been taken, before turning them both around and leading her back in the direction of his apartment.

   “No... we haven’t. I’ve been meaning to stop by and say hello, but it’s been... difficult... coming back” Declan replied as they started to walk. As much as Declan had missed his family and friends back in England, he hadn’t been ready to come back, something the death eaters in Paris hadn’t cared about. “It wasn’t what I was planning on doing, but it could of been worse. I’m happy to be back with my family and friends again. Plus... I’m not sure how much Anna has told you, but I also managed to bring a rather handsome man back with me” Declan continued, blushing a little at the mention of Theo. 

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Which character(s) do you love to hate?

Abigail from Stardew Valley.

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the mun's fc is Troy Baker, in my very correct opinion

I can't argue with this. If only I had a fraction of this mans talent and looks.

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send me other fc’s you think would have worked for my characters, i’ll tell you if i agree or disagree!

bonus points if you tell me which fc you thinks suits me, the mun!

note: really this is just han took an edible as has to get up in 6 hours for a 14 hour shift but for some reason the idea to make this meme sounded fun, feel free to reblog! ((this might be horrible and not make sense, in which case, ignore completely. basically this is the meme equivalent of ‘felt cute, might delete later’))

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What is one character you love but rarely/never write? 

Dirk and Daphne both deserve better. They are both such great characters that I love but just NEVER get around to writing.

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What is your go-to ‘self-indulgent’ genre of writing (such as comfort, angst, enemies to friends, etc.)?

I use to be a slut for angst, but now days I'm mostly looking for that ✨soft boi shit✨don't get me wrong, I love a good angst thread from time to time, but it's not what I jump at.