#awkqz

[insomniahumor]

[penniesfortheferryman]

Kharon practically coos as he picks up a donut from the freshly baked batch he had bought. He was very happy to have the treat, not matter who might be around. His body freshly recreated so he was feeling good. When he felt familiar energy he paused and looked up, lips parted and his pale features soft, but surprised.

                                  ”OH! It’s you... care for a donut?”

@awkqz​ // closed.

[inastracaput]

@awkqz​ ;; 

Pepper caught a glimpse of him as she rounded the corner, a heavy sigh escaping when she saw there was a cut over his brow. “Good luck hiding that from your aunt-- what did you get into this time?” She asked as she stood across from him, eyeing the cut before moving to grab the peroxide for him to clean it. Several bottles were stashed in various places around the house, she knew it was easier that way given the frequency of injuries that needed tending to.

[hallowcrown]

@awkqz​ // sc // bucky for peter

the  safehouse  had  not  been  used  in  YEARS  .  but  it  was  the  closest  bucky  knew  of  that  he  could  get  the  kid  to  safely  without  causing  too  much  ALARM  from  the  general  public  .  the  dawn  already  rising  in  the  sky  ,  &&  the  absolute  refusal  to  even  attempt  going  to  a  hospital  ,  bucky  wasn’t  left  with  a  lot  of  options  .  cursing  under  his  breath  as  he  brought  the  kid  into  the  room  ,  dropping  him  onto  the  couch  &&  reaching  up  to  unzip  his  leather  jacket  ,  gun  not  even  out  of  his  hand  as  he  moved  quick  over  to  the  security  alarm  -  which  was  echoing  SHRILLY  .  bucky  threw  in  the  numbers  ,  cancelling  out  the  noise  before  looking  over  at  peter  .  “  you  know  ,  SUPERPOWERS  OR  NOT    ,  you  should  have  gone  to  the  hospital  .  ”

[spiriituma]

What are you doing down there? Her velvety muzzle was almost on the ground, lightly pushing against their cheek. Most times, a human that was in such a position was in danger, and she just wanted to help. Stepping back, Lava gave a slight half-rear, almost bouncing a few times, though being careful not to step on them. A worried snort escaped her.

Are you okay are you okay are you okay? | @awkqz​

[atinystar]

@awkqz​

The tall male bowed respectfully and after adjusting his backpack by his bad and toying with his own fingers and finger nails as he felt nervous to talk to strangers, he coughed softly and started:

“Is there any need for help here or a possibility for me to stay for at least a couple of days? I don’t really have much money on me, but I won’t mind to work in whatever I can to repay the kindness. Also, if there is no possibility, could you please help me find any place where I can stay by for the night and eat? Thank you again for the help.” He again helped and tried to offer a smile, despite the nerves that insisted on creeping from right under his skin.

[wedust]

‘   wait  --------  don’t tell me ,   don’t tell me  !    ‘      he shifts on the grass below,  scooting a little closer to the bright pink flowers near his arm.    a pause,  he turns to minsoo with a smile.    ‘   they’re  ----    dahlias ,   right ?   ‘     the florist had been teaching jae how to identify flowers,  &  while he wasn’t picking it up  terribly  fast,   boy was it fun.    ‘  they mean  ....   don’t tell me  ....   standing strong,  enduring,  but also   ---  a warning of betrayal ?  ‘    /   @awkqz​  ( for minsoo! )   ;   sc. 

[deliciousfear]

@awkqz​:

when he was a child, he was never scared of clowns, they never terrified him, but this one was definitely terrifying.  the large eyes, the wide smile, the red lips….and that forehead.  it freaked him out and he couldn’t help but cringe the minute he heard the circus music spilling from the home.  he was looking for an adventure….this wasn’t what he was expecting.  should he?  or should he not?  his gut is telling him to not follow him in, to turn his ass around and fucking run.  but he’s not listening to his gut.  he inhaled deeply, exhaling slowly before he was tentatively stepping forwards.

The clown could admit somewhere deep, deep down that IT had not expected the other to step forward. Naturally those would run, sacred, but this one was coming towards the clown, how interesting that is. Not that IT would turn them away, if they wanted to play, they would play as long as they wanted. Or until the clown became bored, which would lead to either a meal or simply disappearing into thin air as if IT was never there to begin with. Bright eyes shimmer with joy and long fingers tap along the old wooden door with anticipation. The music is coupled with the smell of popcorn and even a few little shouts of joy. The illusion is in full swing. @awkqz​