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bambi-thedestoryer:

“Now that,” She started, “Sounds like a very good idea to me.” Margo concurred as she accepted his arm and gave a small nod. “We shall, but as fair is sharing is concerned, you start.” She advised as she glanced fondly up at her best friend. “-Since all of Fillory knows I’ve been searching for you..”

“-- In my defence,” drawled Eliot as he set off, arm in arm with his best friend. “-- The time difference between here and Fillory is a colossal shitstorm and you know it. But, alright. There are some reasonable bars, and some very interesting people. Every other person I’ve met’s from some world or another, some time or another, or they’re just ridiculously attractive, even by our standards. Of course, omelettes and eggs and all, you wouldn’t believe the nerve of some people, but they’re easily dealt with, even more so with you in the realm.”

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shuffledxhiccup:

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“– Just once I’d like to look up in public and not see somebody’s ass hanging out of their pants.”

“People actually do that here?”

“-- Oh, yeah. Incessantly. It’s kind of disgusting.”

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burninghecrts:

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“– Just once I’d like to look up in public and not see somebody’s ass hanging out of their pants.”

“Wait.. what?! People are showing off their asses in public? Ew!”

“-- I don’t think it’s on purpose, but it doesn’t make it any more acceptable. Honestly, it makes me want to gag.”

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fkhollingsworth:

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“– Just once I’d like to look up in public and not see somebody’s ass hanging out of their pants.”

Frankie felt self-conscious for a moment, checking her jumpsuit before feeling rest assured that she wasn’t having a wardrobe malfunction. “Well, it is starting to get warmer out…”

“-- That’s not an excuse to assault the rest of us with asscrack.”

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orimotox:

′ is this place in our world or the one you keep saying you’re going too? i mean, last time i went there i went by train. ′

“-- Neither. It’s like, this world between worlds. I once got to mine through a clock, so honestly, a train’s not the weirdest way to get somewhere.”

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bambi-thedestoryer:

“Oh how could I possibly forget.” She remarked sarcastically with the roll of her chocolate brown eyes. All this talk of Fillory had made her miss it, but it was nice to know that Eliot wasn’t confined to the realm anymore and that meant neither was she. Granted hers was own her own volition, she simply could not leave her best friend’s side. She needed El and always would. “Is it? Now that’s almost reassuring, it merely begs the question of how often stupidity is around here but even in the smartest of places I’ve seen stupidity.” She mused as she tilted her head to the side a bit. “That is the question I do believe I was looking for. It feels like it’s been centuries, but then again I was still search all of Fillory for you.” She expressed as she poked his chest playfully before winding her arm around him. “Well, do I get the grand tour? I wouldn’t want it from anyone else.”

“-- Hmm,” hummed Eliot, as he wound his own arm around her waist, smiling languidly down at her. “-- Well, now you’ve found me. How about let’s you and me catch up, and I’ll show you around.” Withdrawing just enough to offer his arm, Eliot quirked an eyebrow. “-- Shall we?”

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socially-maladjusted:

It felt so good to do magic again. Actual magic. His fingers moved quickly and precisely, forcing little things to float, set small leaves on fire, and even causing a bottle that had been tossed away to explode. He heard a small noise behind him and muttered, “Shit–” before he spun around and gave an awkward wave. “Hey?”

Eliot raised an eyebrow. Really, Quentin? Really? “-- Not that I’m not enjoying the show, but I thought the whole point was that we don’t do magic in unwarded locations. It’s not exactly Fillory.”

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“-- Just once I’d like to look up in public and not see somebody’s ass hanging out of their pants.”

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shuffledalec:

“To quote Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 3, line 87: No.”

“-- But soft! Nymph, in thy orisons, be all my sins remembered.”

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orimotox:

′ yea, i don’t wanna test it. i’d also not know how to test it anyways. ′

“-- I know this place, it’s filled with fountains. If you look around for long enough, you’d be able to find where you’re trying to get. I mean. Just for future reference.”

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bambi-thedestoryer:

Margo sighed a sigh of relief as she glanced up at her best friend. “You’re amazing. I knew there was a reason I loved you.” She replied with a smirk. She truly did love him. He was her best friend, the two of them were practically attached to the hip. It only made sense that she’d end up in Magnolia. “So this was where you went to..-How long have you been there, El?” The female magician asked as she let go over him to glance over. “How is this place.. is it survivable?” She joked.

“-- Love you too, Bambi,” quoth he, casting his eyes over her. Good, she was in well enough shape. “-- It’s alright, death is more an issue of stupidity than malice in these parts, pretty sure. As far as how long it’s been, though, that’s unknown; time is an illusion and you know as well as I do that the time difference between here and Fillory is laughable at best. I think the more apt question is, how long has it been since we’ve seen each other? Too long, right?”

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llockdown:

Don’t let the smile on his face deceive you — the laugh that follows is dismissive. “What the fuck is it supposed to do?” He asks, staring at what he can only see is a stuffed animal. Without warning he rips into it, the smile getting wider yet tighter when he finds nothing but fluff. “This is useless. This isn’t getting anyone.”

“-- Who pissed in your cheerios?”

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magnusshuffledbane:

“By the Angel I really am losing my touch. Zero witty comebacks. You win” Magnus said as he threw his hands up to forfeit. He sighed as he snapped his fingers setting blue sparks flying and a wine glass appearing in hand taking a tender sip. “After 400 years you’d think a guy could at least go longer than 2 rounds. What a shame.”

Eliot remained thoroughly unimpressed. Cheap magic and creepy guy. “-- Yes. A shame. That’s exactly what it is.” And he turned and walked away.

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bambi-thedestoryer:

Upon hearing a very familiar voice, Margo smiled brightly, turning towards the words only to see Eliot. “Oh thank fuck I’m not here alone!” She exclaimed, not hesitating as she flung her arms around his middle, her head coming to a rest upon his chest. “-Please tell me this town has a nice shoe store.”

Putting his arms around her felt like coming home, being as he was so attached to to his best friend. Sure, they’d had their ups and downs, but hey, that didn’t change how much he loved her, and so he pressed a kiss to the top of her head as he embraced her. “-- Hm, debatable. Nothing to write home about, Bambi, but don’t you fret, I already have a portal arranged just in case you don’t find anything worthy enough.”

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orimotox:

′ uh yea, like real life tamagotchis. though i don’t think they can live in our world, just their own. i’ve never seen a digimon in our world though so i wouldn’t really now. ′

“-- Yeah, you don’t wanna test that theory, not if you actually, y’know, like them.”

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healthyandhale:

Derek almost let his eyes flash, and raised his brows. “You’re very forward.”

“-- I try. I didn’t catch your name.”

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ofscarletopinions:

Bahorel nodded, that was…it was the best sentiment, to fight for one’s home, to desire for one’s own home to thrive, that’s selfless and selfish and noble all at once. It was the best motivator for those who rule in Bahorel’s opinion. “It sounds like a fine place to live.”

“-- It is. It can be dangerous, but I can’t think of a place that’s never dangerous.”

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