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closed starter || saoirse o'farrell and niamh o'farrell

saoirse knocked on the door harder than she had meant to. but her message was urgent, and her knuckles rappted until the door opened. "take these." saoirse instructed without greeting, like her life and her sister's depended on it. "it's rosemary. i think you're going to forget something around noon today. keep that rosemary bundle on you, you won't forget anything." saoirse promised with a smile, handing over the aromic herb bundle. "oh yeah, how are you?"

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when niamh heard the frantic knocking, she knew it could only be one of her siblings. when she opened the door, she took the gift with no issue. "good morning saoirse," niamh greeted her sister. she was used to this from her and never complained. always accepting when saoirse came round with herb bundles or tonics. they surprisingly complimented each other, despite niamh practicing medicine. "i am quite well this week, how are you? thank you, for the rosemary. i'll keep it on me." @wastelcndbby

#niamh o'farrell / interactions #niamh o'farrell / saoirse o'farrell #q.

ineffablexxgayxx

crowley had assured the officer that he was fine since the moment the crash happened. he hadn't been paying attention and crashed his Bentley into another car and cause a small pile up. "I think we should be more concerned about my car rather than myself. who stops in the middle of the street? my baby is smashed."

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niamh took a small breath, not wanting to dismiss the other's concerns but focused more on their care. "ah, so you were in a crash? you may have a concussion. may i run a couple of cognitive tests?" she asked politely. "i am sorry about your car. is it completely ruined? hopefully insurance can cover it," she said with a smile, getting out her pen light in order to do some simple eye tests. @ineffablexxgayxx

#niamh o'farrell / interactions #niamh o'farrell / crowley #q.

wastelcndbby

closed starter || finn boyle and niamh o'farrell

"hope i'm not botherin' ya." finn called out, as he knocked on niamh's door, only opening it a little. he was excited to meet ciaran's family, and eager to make good impressions on all of them. he tried catching onto their personalities and interests, trying to find way to get closer to them. when he met niamh, he knew exactly how he would win her over. "i noticed that the flowers on your table were dying on you, so i brought you some from my garden. i wanted them to go someone who would appreciate them, hope you don't mind." finn offered the bouquet of wildflowers to the other, hoping and praying she liked them as much as he did.

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niamh instantly headed to the door, smiling as she heard the voice. it had become a new familiar one, a new member of her family. she had instantly taken a liking to finn. he seemed kind and more importantly, he made ciaran happy. that was enough for niamh to welcome him. "you could never bother me," she said, as she greeted him. her smile grew into a grin as he produced the bouquet and she took them gratefully. "oh finn, they're beautiful!" niamh exclaimed. "thank you." she took a sniff off them before heading to the kitchen to replace the ones on her table. "would you like some tea? and some cake? i have a lemon loaf cake, freshly baked this morning!" @wastelcndbby

#niamh o'farrell / interactions #niamh o'farrell / finn boyle #q.

wastelcndbby

know i wanna beat it. i wanna beat it bad. - cassie johnson to any

"you sound like a spartan." penelope laughed as she crossed her arms and smiled at the other. she had to admire the other's determination, reminded her of herself when she was younger. "i don't know what you're fighting or trying to beat, but you gotta want it bad. from my experience, it all comes down to what you're willing to do or sacrifice."

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"oh no, nowhere near as disciplined as them," cassie said, suddenly pulling knowledge of the greek warriors out of her mind that she didn't know she had before. but at the name of spartan, cassie seemed to know a lot about them. "it's not quite that serious. i just want to beat the final level on an arcade game. i've been stuck on it for weeks." @wastelcndbby

#cassie johnson / interactions #cassie johnson / penelope #q.

envicd

"Oh? You notice me?" It was instinctive to tease her, to fall back into old routines. West cleared his throat, suddenly embarrassed. "Yeah, I like having someone on mine too." He hummed quietly as he took a sip of his drink. They were both always awake at all hours of the night, it felt comforting to have her with him like this. "Yeah, shit is creepy as hell." He laughed slightly in an attempt to seem unbothered. "You might know them." He added with a small shrug. He sure as hell knew who his were, at least. "You could try describing them to me, maybe?"

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she couldn't help but let a small smile slip onto her lip at his tease. it had been so easy to be herself with him. tease and be dramatic and get the same energy back. cassie had never had anything like it before. "cute guy that agrees to go roller blading with me after dark? hard not to notice," cassie responded, maybe a little too honestly. "yeah, it is..." she hesitated for a moment, not sure where to bother west with her problems. but after another big gulp of her drink, she described the awful guy she'd been seeing. "and it's mostly him. but sometimes i see someone that looks just like me. but like, the male version. then the ghost of two others. i don't... i really don't recognise any of them but every time i see them i just want to... well, do something stronger than weed." it wouldn't be the first time. cassie had done hard substances before. but the way these visions made her feel - well, it made her want to take too many. @envicd

#cassie johnson / interactions #cassie johnson / westley thorn #suicide tw #drugs tw #suicide intention tw

allthatglxtters

@signcfthetiimes || “So, don’t panic, but you know how they say you shouldn’t microwave metal…?” cassie johnson and any

"I fail to see how you destroying a microwave is something I should be panicking about." Kaz raised a brow, studying the other curiously. "Were you at least able to put out the fire?"

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"well, i mean considering it could have been disastrous," cassie exaggerated. "like imagine i blew up my whole work place. that would not look good for any future references. but yes, i managed to put out the fire, dispose of the microwave and replace it. no one has to know." @allthatglxtters

#cassie johnson / interactions #cassie johnson / kaz brekker #q.

“Seriously? You ate them all? Without me?” (james moriarty to anyone) @wastelcndbby

"i'm sorrrrryyyy," cassie dragged out. "but can you blame me?! they looked soooo good and you just took so long," she complained. people that knew her knew better than to leave sweet treats around her unatteneded "listen, we can just go back to the bakery and i'll buy you the cupcakes again AND something else to make up for it. deal? don't be mad."

#cassie johnson / interactions #cassie johnson / james moriarty #q.

if i call you out, i'm an asshole but i tell the truth when i drink. (jack o’brien to anyone) @wastelcndbby

"yeah, well i'm also an asshole, or so i've been told," hasani responded with a shrug. "so say what you want, i'm not going to care about it anyway." wouldn't be the first and probably wouldn't be the last time he got called out. not that hasani thought he'd actually done anything particularly worth calling out.

#hasani bahir / interactions #hasani bahir / jack o'brien #q.

i'm always trying to run from what i'm known for. (from Nott) @ofcelestialstories

"for much of my life," galadriel said quietly, "i believed i could outrun grief by turning myself into something sharper than it. a warrior. a symbol. a warning." her gaze drifted briefly. "and the longer i ran, the more those things became all others could see when they looked upon me." her eyes returned to nott then. "but running is a weary thing. sooner or later, you must decide whether you are fleeing from other's judgement…" her voice lowered gently. "or from the fear that they may be right."

#galadriel / interactions #galadriel / nott #q.

tclerateiit

"it takes more than that to scare me, john." emori says softly, brushing some of his hair out of his fac after a moment, they had been through so much together. so much trauma, and they ahd always came out on the other side. even when john had tried to push her away up in space when they were stuck there. she should have known they would have always found each other. "it's not troubling me john." she says tilting her head up to look at him. "if it's something that's bothering you, we should talk about it."

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"i know it does - i tried once remember?" john joked. he had tried to push her away in space. but of course it didn't last. even if they hadn't ended up back on the ground, john was certain he'd have gone crawling back to her. "emori, it's fine," he reassured her, taking her hand. "just bad memories. but we don't need to think about it. we survived. and here, we're great. nothing to be troubled about." @tclerateiit

#john murphy / interactions #john murphy / emori #q.

tclerateiit

@signcfthetiimes // steve & eleven

she hadn't seen many people from home, from hawkins. maybe that was for the best. she didn't know if she could face them when the only thing she could think about was the fact that they all believed she was dead. she knew they would never forgive her for putting them through that. but kali had understood, and she was right. there had only been one way out. she moves to grab her things from the table at the cafe, desperate to get back to her small apartment when she nearly slams into the older man. desperate to make a quick apology, and get out of there, any words she could say near dies on her throat. "steve." she manages to get out staring up at him in near fear.

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steve had barely been paying attention, one hand wrapped loosely around a cup, the other digging in his pocket for change when someone bumped into him. "whoa. hey, watch it-" the words had come out automatically, edged with mild annoyance, until he looked up. and froze. for a second, he didn't move. just stared. "el?" his eyes searched her face quickly, almost frantically, like he was trying to prove to himself she was actually there. "you-" he stopped, jaw tightening, a thousand things clearly hitting him all at once. "we thought you were-" dead. he couldn't finish it. steve took a small step closer without really thinking, his voice dropping. "where the hell have you been?"@tclerateiit

#steve harrington / interactions #steve harrington / el hopper #q.

violentdelightstheseviolentends

❛ we’re running out of space? It’s impossible. this building is enormous. ❜ steve harrington and any

"You might be surprised" he replied with a laugh. "In my experience, large spaces can fill up very quickly. It is why I've always preferred smaller, you really have to think about what you want" or he was just very used to living in the lamp that anything else felt too big.

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steve had let out a quiet huff of amusement, glancing around like he was trying to picture what the hell that even meant. bhe said, one brow lifting, a crooked smile tugging at his lips. "guess that explains why my place always looks like a disaster. too much space, not enough thinking." he shifted his weight, arms crossing loosely as he looked back at him. "smaller, though…" he added, a little more thoughtful now. "kinda makes sense. easier to keep track of things. people, too." @violentdelightstheseviolentends

#steve harrington / interactions #steve harrington / cyrus #q.

tclerateiit

❛ if i'm able to see you sunday, i'll start getting excited thursday. ❜ steve and beth

beth can’t help but blush at the statement. It hadn’t been the first time that steve had talked sweet to her like that, but every time still made her stumble over her words, and blush. jo, amy and meg… they were good at that. They were good at responding to the advances of people whether dismissing it or accepting it, but not beth. She never had enough time. “is that your way of asking me if I’ll see you?” she questions her eyebrows raising.

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steve's smile had faltered for half a second, just enough to show he hadn't expected her to turn it back on him like that. he let out a quiet laugh, rubbing the back of his neck, suddenly a little less smooth than he'd been a moment ago. "wow," he muttered, glancing down before looking back at her. "you, uh… you picking up on me now, huh?" there was a softness in his eyes, though. something more honest than his usual charm. he stepped a little closer. "yeah," he admitted, a small, crooked smile tugging at his lips. "i guess it is." he shrugged lightly, like he was trying to play it off, but he didn't look away. "so… will you?" @tclerateiit

#steve harrington / interactions #steve harrington / beth march #q.

violentdelightstheseviolentends

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜ sam winchester and any

"Think you're in the wrong place for that" he replied, the shadows being incredibly annoying recently. And a little nonsensical. Only when it did happen fear seemed to take over. "Everything alright?"

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sam let out a heavy sigh. "yeah, probably." but running through books in a diner was familiar to sam. better than being alone right now. "there's just a lot on my mind. a lot i need to try figure out. make sense of." because he still hadn't found anything that made a single bit of sense for this place. @violentdelightstheseviolentends

#sam winchester / interactions #sam winchester / kit fisto #q.

i need somebody here to talk me out of things i can't undo. (from The Doctor) @ofcelestialstories

"while i would pride myself on being a good listener, i'm not a qualified therapist," spencer said in response. it felt important to let the other know this. he was open to letting people vent, but the way he worded it made it seem more serious. "i'm sure there is some on the island." spencer knew that his friends would suggest that he himself would continue therapy, but he felt well adjusted right now.

#spencer reid / interactions #spencer reid / fourteenth doctor #q.

angelscalling

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the last drop

‘dogs not allowed’

a bartender muttered the words with an air of exhaustion that butcher himself could relate to. however, the statement fell on deaf ears. he was already listlessly sliding into the barstool, waving a dismissive hand in the air. “leave the man be. he’s of age.” 66 in human years to be exact. he glanced down to the white bulldog at his feet, exchanging a look as though the pair of them had an inside joke.

“anyway, that’ll be a double whiskey for me.” while his attentions were back at bar level, terror didn’t stick around. the dog wandered off down the bar, nails clicking softly as he made himself at home beside someone a few stools over. butcher tracked him with a slight turn of his head, a crooked smile tugging at his mouth when he saw who’d been chosen. “don’t worry; he won’t bite. he’s a lover.” his gaze dipped briefly. “that does mean he might try to hump ya though.”

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daryl looked down as the dog as he noticed it approach, then up at the man it seemed to belong to. "long as he ain't plannin on climbing my leg, we're good." daryl nudged his boot lightly against the dog's side, not rough, just enough to say hello, before taking a slow sip of his drink. "bartender said no dogs for a reason," he added, voice low though there's no real heat behind it. "but guess rules don't mean much to you." he glanced back down at the bulldog, then exhaled through his nose, almost amused. "…he's alright, though. and if he behaves, maybe they might start letting me bring dog in." the grove already did, which was daryl's usual spot for drinking since it was closer to home. @angelscalling

#daryl dixon / interactions #daryl dixon / billy butcher #q.

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