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bottleofbordeaux ;;

“I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“Come on, we steal one music box and we can go to that little house we’ve been thinking about.”

justkirayukimura ;;

“Hey” Kira said to him as she approached him, her tone soft as she moved to sit besides him. Everything had happened so fast, one moment they were close to getting away from WICKED and the other one they were fighting WICKED, and they have taken Minho to do God knows what to him. She sat beside him in silence for a moment before she decided to break it. “I can’t believe how we were fine and the other moment everything got shucked…” she muttered with a frown, playing with her fingers nervously. “We need to do something. We need to get Minho back…” she whispered quietly.

His head snapped up to look at her. He felt more guilt washing over him as he listened to her talk. “We’re going to get him back. Minho is not dying at the hands of WICKED.”

#( ooc chat. I don't! )#( m. thomas )#( v. the source )

He sat watching the fire burn. The burnt out carcass of a car that had been bombed. They’d lost so many people and each betrayal was crashing through his mind. He was so deep in thought he didn’t hear the other approach.

#tst rp #tmr rp #( m. thomas )#( v. the source )

& SARAH.

“—- how did you know I’d be here?”

“Because after we met I came here and you found me.”

#( m. chuck )#( v. chuck versus the canon verse )#[ Who said this was okay? ]

& IRIS.

“Oh yes, and I see yourself preventing that from happening by your strong amount of self-control” She teased, trying to swat his hand to stop him from eating more of her brownies and ice cream. “Get your own!”

“But I’m starving!” He whined pulling out his classic Barry Allen puppy face that used to work on Joe until he grew wise to it. “Sharing is caring Iris.”

#[ It's fine! ]#( m. barry )#( v. fastest man alive )

& RACHEL.

“Well, but they changed their mind in the end!” Rachel didn’t really want to get into why they might not have accepted Kurt at first. It was a prickly subject. “I don’t. I think it’s perfect. You’ll be perfect. Really.”

Nerves were something most people wouldn’t associate with Blaine. After all, he looked confident on stage. But behind the bright smile was someone who was always worried that he wasn’t performing it well enough. After the first performance of West Side Story he’d stayed for a while practising that one turn he’d messed up before Kurt had taken him home.

“Thanks, Rach.” He smiled taking a deep breath. “I’m ready to go. Ish.”

#( m. blaine )#( v. i just want to make music )

& SARAH.

Mimicking his expression, she nodded. “Great. Keep Casey updated as well, otherwise he’ll point another gun at you.” It was no secret that Sarah felt connected to Ellie. No one had ever accepted Sarah as quickly or as warmly as Ellie did. She wouldn’t dare take Ellie’s kindness for granted but at the end of the day – this was still a mission. It wasn’t wise to get this close to anyone. Especially since there was a good chance that Sarah would be leaving once the mission was over. “Is there anything I should bring to Mother’s Day? Dessert?”

“Casey points guns at me all the time. It’s losing it’s fear inducing factor.” Except it totally wasn’t and every time he wondered if this time would be the time that Casey pulled the trigger. If this time would be the time he’d never see Ellie again. “That would be awesome. Ellie is going all out again this year as a lot has changed.”

#( m. chuck )#( v. chuck versus the canon verse )

leftenxnt ;;

· · · · ·“Look, I don’t know exactly what you have planned, but I promise you this thing is not going to wait around until you figure things out. Alright?”·

“I am thinking as fast as I can Leftenant. You are not the only person which being a witness is new territory.”

#( m. ichabod )#( v. beheading him seemed the next logical step )

imjustliketinkerbell ;;

“Blaine. You’re a star. They’d be idiots not to have you. I promise Carmen will be positively dazzled by your stage presence and your voice.”

“They turned Kurt away!” A nervous hand moves to check his hair. “You think so? You don’t think my song choice is wrong?”

#( m. blaine )#( v. i just want to make music )#[ He works himself too hard ]

office-of-supreme-genius ;;

“Made any progress? I think everyone’s about ready to tear their hair out over this one. Myself included.”

“I can’t find a single reason behind these killings. No connection. No nothing.”

#( m. spencer )#( v. ran the probability )

wankyleader ;;

“It’s called being a bitch, Tracy Turnblad. Oh !! By the way I forgot to mention.. I didn’t want to say it in front of everyone else but your crazy gel is stinking up this entire room. I figured you’d never given a thought to cutting back on the gel since without it reveals a bush of pubes that I guess would only turn on the one and only, lady gay. But I thought I’d just give you a little input.”

“Tracy...Whatever. And the amount of hair gel I use is none of your concern. I use enough to keep the curls of death at bay which, trust me, is a godsend. I’d look worse without it. So thanks for the input, but no thanks.”

#( m. blaine )#( v. i just want to make music )

thelefthart ;;

“Bullshit!” Maya shouted at him. Her hands clenching into fists. She stood and stormed up to him. She only came up to his shoulder in height, so Barry had about a foot on her. But Maya didn’t care at the moment as she shouted at him. She was too angry-furious and hurt to care . “Because if you had wanted to, you would’ve told me! Don’t you think me knowing would make me safer?”

She shook her head and backed away, suddenly feeling the need to create some space between them. She sat back down on the couch. She would’ve left if it wasn’t for the headache or the fact that he could catch her if he wanted. She shut her eyes and laid back on her pillow. “Please just leave me alone.” She sighed, the anger slowly leaving her, only to be replaced by fatigue. She swiped at her eyes, before shutting them.

Barry could understand why she was angry. He would have been angry too if she had been hiding such a secret from him. And yet he couldn’t have told her. She now was in danger because she knew his true identity. “No. It wouldn’t. If you’d known then someone can hurt you.” He refused to let anyone get hurt because of him.

He wanted to approach her like he used to be able to do but knew it was unwanted. His finger moved to his ear to click the ear-piece and he relayed that she was okay and to tell Joe that Maya knew who he was. “I’m sorry Maya.”

#( m. barney )

imjustliketinkerbell ;;

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“Oh, no. Just go ahead and do your thing. I’ll be here. Both quiet and supportive.”

"Do you think I’ll get accepted? I mean, NYADA only accepts nineteen people a year. Maybe I should just go.”

#( m. blaine )#( v. i just want to make music )#[ Gonna go with Blainers for now ]#[ He's freaking out so much omg ]

nothiingbutaspy ;;

The blonde sighed, tilting her head to the side slightly. She needed to be professional – to push her own feelings aside and maintain their cover. “I’ll be there,” she said reluctantly with a weak smile. Sarah could have never predicted that it would be this exhausting to continue their cover relationship. None of her other assignments were this difficult. “—- is that all?”

He grinned happy that Sarah was once again joining the Bartowski’s in a family tradition. Even if their family extended to just the brother and sister. Having more people there made him feel like it was less a celebration of them being able to survive on their own but how they’d found a new family. “That’s it. I’ll let you know if I flash on anything.”

#( m. chuck )#( v. chuck versus the canon verse )

thelefthart ;;

“How?” Maya asked as she stared at him, recoiling back as if she had been sucker-punched.

She stared at his face. Then the mask in his hand. A pit had started to form in her stomach…A combination of hurt and anger. She sat down slowly and looked up at him. “I-I thought you trusted me…” Because if he had, he would’ve told her.

As she uttered those words, her mind wandered back to how she finally realized she loved Barry. In some form she had always know because he was that constant. But this was the defining moment. She had been seventeen and had been freaking out because she didn’t get anything in Physics and her first test was the next day. So she called Barry intending to have him talk her through it over the phone. But he had surprised her by driving up to New York and cramming with her all night. Then the next day, he had taken her to a good luck breakfast, before driving her to school. Then he drove back to Central City to go to his own school.

“The lightning bolt.” He hated the look on her face. Hated how she already was showing the betrayal he knew she would feel. How could she not? He’d been keeping secrets and those secrets were freaking huge. “I do! I do. I didn’t want to put you in danger. This, the Flash, can get people killed.” He’d seen it happen.

He knew now that the dynamic had changed. Joe would kill him for revealing his secret but he had backed himself into a corner. Sooner or later she’d have found out and he was glad that it wasn’t as she was dying. She was still alive. The speedster rubbed his eyes feeling guilt well up inside him. “I did want to tell you.”

#( m. barry )#( v. fastest man alive )