#expiredchances

[magnusalterum]

@expiredchances

Slime pooled like sweat upon the little god's forehead. One leg dragged behind them, blue blood cascading down their thigh, staining the ground with each step they took. The remains of their tunic had been haphazardly pulled back onto their scrawny frame && it too was beginning to stain with blood, at their hip && at their lower abdomen. Bloodied arms wrapped around their frame as they stumbled towards the nearby sea caves.

Lovecraft's father, hands off as always, had saved their child when it had all come down to it, but provided little aid otherwise. When they were tossed into the stormy sea, they nearly fell to the sea floor with the whale skeletons, struggling to swim to the shore && get help. They remembered upon dragging themself through the sand, a stone with runes carved into it's surface, older than their shrine that had been built for them, hidden away in another smaller sea cave surrounded by snakes && their nests. The humans never went there because of the snakes, but inside Lovecraft had discovered an older altar worn by time, with the broken head of a cobra.

Another god did not dwell within the cave, but their being could be sensed even on the watery path leading to the mouth of the cave. Taking in a shaky breath, Lovecraft approached the cave, careful of the little snakes underfoot, who slithered next to them almost as if they were leading them towards the other god. Just as they stepped foot within the dank sea cave, they slipped, their body smacking against the stone.

Tears pricked at their eyes && their already injured body stung with the pain of fresh new bruises upon their skin. Yet, the little god moved on, dragging themself across the ground towards the glowing rock, desperate to reach the other god.

Blue-stained fingers finally gripped the relic between them && instantly, they were transported away to the inside of a giant metallic building. Immediately, chains wrapped around their frail body, but they were too weak, too injured to fight back.

❝ Help...me... ❞

They hardly caught a glance of the human (A human? Not a god?) before them before passing out, hanging limply in the air.

[cosmicdreamt]

"I'd almost thought you'd forgotten about me! My partner in time-crime had been gone for so long!"

She dramatically places her hand to her chest, all in good faith. Truthfully she was used to people coming and going for long periods of time. It was just nice to see him again, returning the smile as, almost as if on cue, she slides him a warm drink.

"Well no one has gotten stuck inside their own articles of clothing for one, so there's that."

"What've you been up to while you've been away? If it's something you can share, that is."

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[kinglyisms]

@expiredchances;; Vincent & Wyatt. Location: Starlight Bar.

Something about them reminds him of someone else, and not in a good way. Wyatt had tried to ignore their pesence the better part of the start of the night, but when the other bartender with him didn't approch the stranger either... well, he's not about to leave a paying guest unattended, uncomfortable familiarity or not. And as he gets closer toward them, it's their eyes he realizes that draws in that uncomfortable sensation. That shade of blue, almost like ice itself. Like a certain bloodsucker that controls that god forsaken ice of his.

He hides his irritation well, a perk of being an empath, the only one and blinked boredly down at the guest leaning against the bar counter. "License and species, and no that is not a request but a demand. I will not serve you if I don't know what you are. It's how we keep from accidentally killing you with a drink to strong." Starlight Bar serves the purpose of getting supernaturals drunk, though that doesn't mean he won't serve humans typical drinks either. He just dilutes the magic a lot more heavily and adds less alcohol. It was all about balance.

With a belated after thought, almost like it didn't matter, he gestures lazily toward himself. "Wyatt. I'm the owner."

[gakkougifted]

@expiredchances liked for a starter ! ( for Vincent! )

"You said you made this, yourself, sir? Oh my, it's so delicious! One of the tastiest croissants I've ever had!" She giggles. On her off days, Hitomi loved visiting the various cafes throughout the city. Not only her favorite locations to study at, but also to just relax at in general. This was her first time checking this one out, and boy is she glad she decided to! The chocolate croissant she ordered was so good! She just had to let Vincent know.

"Ehehe, now I'm tempted to try something else~! What else on the menu have you made yourself, if you don't mind me asking? I'd love to try another one of your creations after I finish this one!"

[mannequinentity]

@expiredchances | Continued

"I was going to suggest there's millions of other people who are more worthy to save, but you and me? Me, myself, and I? You get the picture, don't need to explain where I came since you happen to stumble upon my wonderland of shit." He's not stricken to go ahead and hide under a rut, away from everyone and friends forever.

It's almost relieving in a way, to meet another who's not so different than him. There's less reasons to conceal himself from exposure, and no reason to jump off the three story building in awake of a new reality.

Fingers laced around the teacup to distract himself for a bit. "More of stories untold, and I don't know limpdick shit which one to choose from, or where to even start. You have questions, so I'm sure you have hundreds." He set the tea down with eyes wandering over the stranger's frame. A tilt of the head, eyes squinted in frustration of makes this person so mesmerizing that it almost feels like a transparent memory he thought he never had.

"And, first things first. You looked like a wreck when the tides were too much in there. I'm sorry you had to see that. But guess there's more to that, unless I'm just thinking too much? I'm supposed to have a sailor mouth with nothing up here. You're a good fucker, saving me from the hells of shit. And I wouldn't be surprised if we somehow met in one form or another? Cause most people I've met? They're gone from memory."

[vere-flores]

Closed Starter for Rune || @expiredchances

Stepping out of the door, Flora was talking to the wife of the patient she just saw, her loose white dress swaying around her ankles. She had her medical bag slung over her chest and the smaller but equally brown bag, with various potions, elixirs, and ingredients, tied around her waist. The man was injured while hunting in the woods, and she was requested to come tend to his injuries. She was the only healer in the village, after all, and did her best to take care of everyone that she could. The village was already recovering from a previous attack, and that was the priority right now for most townsfolk. A smile was on her lips as she continued to talk to the wife, the shorter woman giving her a hug in gratitude as they talked amicably about what to do for the husband's care and anything else that came to her mind. Flora didn't mind chatting with her patients for a bit.

[chaoscrawls]

She had been doing a bad job of following after them for the past ten minutes. Stopping to look in windows or leaning down to tie her shoe lace every time the other would stop. It isn't till they finally stop and look at her dead on that she takes a step back. Waving her hands in front of her face.

"Look, I wasn't following you. I just happened to be going the same way." Harper lies, subtly shifting the camera so its hidden under her jacket.

@expiredchances

[flowersfromatomb]

Chase Me ; Idol AU

[Modern, Fantasy, Supernatural] {with expiredchances}

The spotlight should have been something she avoided at all costs, but after learning the rewards she could reap from being the bait, she couldn’t resist. The chance to find the ones responsible for that day, bring them to justice, and reunite with her family is worth the risk. It only helps that she was born to be on stage, shining radiantly. Hikari is a solo idol, formerly the center of HELIOSCRADLE Production, Inc’s idol group ST☆RSEEKERS. After an accident forced ST☆RSEEKERS to immediately disband early in their career, Hikari made a comeback as a soloist shortly after the disbandment. Though she has a genuine love for the work, music, and her fans, her biggest motivation is a slim chance to reunite with her mother and Chiyo, while also revealing the ones responsible for their disappearances and holding them accountable.  She lives in the heart of the city of Empyrea, capital of the Ascencian Empire, in a mansion apartment close to HELIOSCRADLE’s main office building. It’s much more dangerous than living on the Ōtsuki temple grounds, but she doesn’t have to worry so much thanks to her bodyguard Kare.

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