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[ronanreeves]

@deathbeckons​ - Harley

Location: Mad Wolf Ink

This newfound friendship with Mike was... strange. Good - but strange. 

Ronan sprawled on one of the chairs in the Mad Wolf reception area, lazily keeping an eye on the shop while was Mike was downstairs “dealing with some business.” It had been a fairly quiet morning so far - due in large part to the deluge of rain that had started falling late last night and still showed no signs of slowing down - and, at this point Ronan was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. He allowed himself to be lulled into a light doze and enjoyed a good half-hour of blessed silence, interrupted only by the occasional roll of thunder, before the shop bell alerted him to a visitor.  Begrudgingly, he cracked an eye open and lifted his head, catching sight (and smell) of the newcomer - a vampire. He had a mop of curly brown hair, currently soaked and wilting from the humidity, and a surprisingly calming demeanor that had Ronan relaxing back into his seat.

He lifted a hand in greeting.

“Hey. Mike’s not in right now, but you’re welcome to wait.” 

[constance-hollingsworth]

“I don’t know about you,” Constance began, happy for the weekend to be here, “but I definitely need a stiff drink.” Sitting down in the staff room of Ashwood High School, the witch only wished she could call to her a gin and tonic in that moment. “Unless I can persuade you to come with me to the lovely little spot I found last week when hiding from the kids?” 

@maggie-see​

[excohens]

@middlecohen

athena had been inspired. she had been seeing her little girl in the hallway for the past month now. she knew she shouldn’t interact with her, especially without having even seen her ex-husband yet. she probably shouldn’t even be here if eitan lived here. she knew all of it was wrong, but she couldn’t leave. she couldn’t risk never being able to see her baby girl. she had gone to france and learned the hard way, being away from her child hurt more than when she was with her before. she might not have ever gone to see a therapist, but she had figured out most of her issues came from postpartum depression. some might even just say she was depressed, but athena didn’t believe them, for what reason would she be like that.

however, it was this elation of knowing she was close to her child that sprung her back into her novel. a tale about a little girl, on a quest to save her mother, and the world, from an ever growing darkness. it was also seeing her child that had brought her to buying candy for her apartment. athena might not be one for sweets, but whenever she saw emilie she would give her a treat. sometimes it was regular candy, but sometimes it was a whole candy bar. she had some reserves about just giving her own child sweets, does that make her an awful parent, but there was something so revealing to see her child not hate her instantly. of course she knew emilie didn’t recognize her, which had meant eitan hadn’t left any notion she existed to her. that fact had made her sad, but it did not overpower the joy she felt at the prospects of being with her child again.

it was this fact she thought about as she wrote. suddenly she heard a knock on her door. she was curious, but figured it was just a neighbor welcoming her a little late. she opened the door, but her eyes were checking the time on the clock, so she hadn’t seen who it was at first, but once it became clear to her, her heart dropped to the pit of her stomach. “eitan, i-”

[gavvysoneil-blog]

Text to: Roar

Gavin: Hey...

Gavin: Are we good?

[twerkingtothebaxterbuilding-blog]

eideticspider

Dumped as unceremoniously on the fire escape as you would a piece of trash in the rubbish, Johnny crossed his arms and stared daggers into Peter as he swung away, disappearing into the city's skyline.  Okay, maybe he was being a bit overdramatic. He wasn't exactly dumped, and it wasn't like he was dropped on some random building either, it was Peter's building. He was annoyed at his newfound lack of freedom more than anything. 

So he turned away from the bustling city, fumbling with the stuck window to Pete's apartment for a few moments before finally getting it loose and lifting it open. Johnny kicked a leg up over the ledge, slipping inside easily and closing the window after him. 

Once inside, the blond found himself freezing on the spot and furrowing a brow. Shuffling and footsteps coming from Pete's bedroom. Strange. He said no one would be home. So Johnny did what any super hero would do and made his way warily to the source of the sound, pushing the door open gently and popping his head into his room. 

A dark haired girl. Seemed harmless enough. Though you could never be too cautious. The only person Pete had mentioned was Anna-Maria and this chick definitely didn't match her description. So Johnny opened the door a little wider, making sure to make some noise this time as he stepped into the room. 

"Um, hello?" A hand moved up to hold the back of his neck. "Pete said there'd be nobody here..." Terrible introduction, Storm. Worst. Introduction. Ever.  Now he was just hoping she didn't turn out to be some sort of super villain... 

[twerkingtothebaxterbuilding-blog]

He's been assigned to laundry duty.  It's harder than it looks. 

"How the hell do I use this stupid--" A kick in the side of the washing machine. "--damn--" Kick. "--machine?!"

[twerkingtothebaxterbuilding-blog]

ultimatereedrichards

Tired. Of course he was tired. The team had been up for God knows how long tracking down and dealing with yet another Doctor Doom situation, and just as Johnny was about ready to fall into bed and sleep for the next forty-eight hours, Reed decided that now was the time to run some tests. Dammit. 

So the blond made his way down to Reed's lab, letting out a yawn and rubbing at his eyes as he stepped through the doorway.

"You wanted to see me, Brother-in-law?"

[twerkingtothebaxterbuilding-blog]

susanxstorm

The whole night had been a blur. Hell for all he knew it could of been the last two or three nights that were a blur. But right now there were a few things he did know.  1. Someone had punched him, and he definitely punched them back.  2. There was a paddy wagon he may or may not have been thrown in the back of.  3. He was now in a cell at the police station and he could've sworn that he'd just heard Sue's voice. 

The blond stumbled to his feet, grabbing the bars of his cell and attempting to push his face between them drunkenly. "SUE!" He hollered. "S'that you?!"