#astramagic

[jamesjhook-blog]

James felt rushed for the first time in his life. Maybe it was the fact that his time in Paris was counting down, but he’d woken up that morning feeling like he had to run everywhere. Run to get breakfast, run down the street as he was eating breakfast, and see everything he could because time was running out.

It was this hurrying that caused him an issue. He was turning a corner, looking around as he walked, when he slammed into someone rounding the same corner. The rest of his breakfast fell to the ground and he cursed loudly. “Watch where you’re going! You ruined my breakfast and I don’t have time for any more!”

[odettexswan]

Odette had waited for what felt like her whole life to go to a place like Paris. Being in Munich and Philadelphia pretty much her whole life had been wonderful. She’d seen amazing things in her life but nothing as amazing as the museums in Paris. She had grown up going to almost every museum in Philadelphia that she could find both on school trips and during her own free time with her father.

She’d waited for what felt like hours by herself to get into The Louvre. When you only have a chance once in your life to go somewhere as amazing as that, you take your chance. She felt smaller than ever in the crowded museum, folding her arms in front of her. The little blonde perked up a little when she saw someone familiar walking a few feet ahead of her. Speeding up her walking a little bit, she tapped the other person on the arm. “Hello, fellow astranaut,” she said quietly.

[tidewashed]

To say that Ariel woke with a jolt in her system and a spring in her step was a gross understatement — for reasons she couldn’t even begin to explain, she had woken up with her voice back. Five years of voicelessness, and suddenly her voice had returned, as if she’d used it all this time? She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at this kind of magic. But it was beautiful, and there was no way she wasn’t going to use her voice while she still had it — who knows if it would disappear again.

So, nervous as she was, she found herself at a bar with an open mic, surrounded by people from everywhere — she could hear French, English and even North African chatter in the space, and the fact that there were so many people around filled her with a kind of glee she hadn’t felt in a long time. She had already signed up for the open mic and asked someone if they could play the guitar for the songs in her little set. It hadn’t started yet, so she tilted her head up to see if anyone she knew was there. And there was — how exciting! With an ice-cold glass of rum and coke in her hand, she made her way towards them. “Hi!” she said excitedly. “How are you? Are you here for the open mic?”

[kccpoutofreach-blog]

“Get the FUCK away from me,” Sid spat, one hand braced against a building as he steadied himself, shooting a feral glare at someone who’d gotten too close to him. Sid had always been an angry guy but, with a lot of practice, he’d long learnt how to push it down and ignore it. He knew all too well that lashing out never got him anywhere. Today, however, everything just seemed to rub him the wrong way. There was a small voice in the back of his head telling him to stop. To shut up, force a smile, and just relax. But that voice seemed drowned out at this point, spiteful and explosive anger latching onto every irritating thing and making a deal out of  [ N O T H I N G ].

He had a black eye, one that his irrational anger had already earned him. That didn’t seem to calm him though. Didn’t make it click that he probably should bite his tongue like always. Instead it just frustrated him MORE. “I don’t need ANYONE’S help! Just leave me alone.”

[a-arendelle-blog]

la ville de l'amour — the only phrase anna actually bothered to learn aside from the random everyday stuff like bonjour and merci. the hopeless romantic was in heaven, literal heaven as she walked down the streets to what could have resembled the set of a romance movie; twinkling lights that lit the evening sky painted in pink and purple hues. the doe eyed couples that walked down the street together hands intertwined with one another only made her that much more determined to find her one true love in the most romantic city on earth. 

with her head in the clouds, she wandered through the streets of paris. going nowhere yet going somewhere: in the direction that would lead her to have her fairytale moment. at least that’s what she was focused on as she failed to realize she was heading straight toward the person walking the opposite direction as her. something she didn’t become aware of until she stumbled back .“oh my god, i’m so so so—” she paused the moment her eyes met theirs as her cheeks turned red and a sheepish grin grew on her lips, “—sorry.” she stood in awe as she covered her mouth with her hand, trying to hide the slight giggling she had been taken by. “bonjour,” she whispered, eyes twinkling as she nervously rocked herself from left to right.

[gvitarrista-blog]

@ruffestthorston​

The night was growing somewhat cold, reminiscent to those that danced over san ángel during the summer. the weather, however, did not dim the beauty of the parisian streets: a lilac sky, that similar to a most beautiful work of art, rested over grey zinc rooftops. the alleyways and palace-like structures remained comfortably silent, except for ----

   “ ruby ! ” manolo called, hands around his mouth as to boost the noise. he stood underneath where the window of ruby’s room should be, guitar hanging on his back. however, he no longer insisted -- his hands naturally found their way around his back, bringing the instrument forwards and sending the fingers to its neck. the sound of three cords being struck opened, and, pleased with the outcome, the music and the words were quick to pour in. 

                                            “ ♫  ━  they say                                         ruby, you're like a dream                                         not always what you seem                                              and though my heart                                          may break when i awake                                            let it be so, i only know                                                RUBY, it's you ━ ♪  ”