#hey-ms-monet

[alex-barrett-magic]

Moira runs and jumps, landing on the couch cushion next to Alex. She leans in and puts her chin on his shoulder. "You work too much," she says, fingers playing with the hair at his ear. "We should take a vacation."

Alex had been working on a small gimmick for a new trick for the past week. ...Wait. Was it a week? No... two. Three, maybe? Alex had lost track of time -- a tendency he had when work was involved, tuning everyone and everything out, only stopping to get a few hours of sleep or to make a quick sandwich for himself.

His hands slipped for the thousandth time just as Moira leapt onto the couch next to him, the screwdriver nicking his thumb yet again. He quickly inhaled in pain and shook his hand out.

“Damn it...” he muttered, tossing the rig across the room in frustration.

Alex turned to face Moira, sighing. “Yeah... I guess you’re right,” he replied with a weak smile. “Got anywhere you want to go? Specifically?”

[childofbloodandbone-blog]

@hey-ms-monet Like a cat Abigail was drawn to warmth, to comfort. Her wardrobe consisted of sweaters, jackets, long sleeves, the like. The library in town was warm, and if she came early in the morning she would find herself sometimes nodding off. It was cozy, and had all kinds of interesting books. She found an easy kind of escape in learning, that counted for school as well. But nothing compared to the softness of a quiet library. She's wrapped up in her thoughts, browsing through an aisle she frequents. She's read a couple of these books two or three times, but she never really gets tired of them. She reaches for one that looks like it's been recently added to the collection, her curiosity piqued. Abigail jumps when her hand bumps against someone else's, her attention expanding outside of her own bubble to see another woman standing next to her. She kind of recognizes her, she'd seen her around here too. A bookworm like her. "Oh -- I'm sorry," she quickly apologizes, pulling away. "You can have it, I don't mind. I'll just check it out when you're done."

[gorramxcaptain-blog]

Like we don't even rp and I still follow you because I love reading your amazingly well written stuff. [No anon, don't care <3]

HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT.

[pastorem-animarum-blog]

“You don’t understand. I’m not afraid of you anymore.”

John cocked his head to the side in the way that a curious dog might. “Well, now, that is interesting. People always get so defensive around me. I’m not here to end things -- just to fix them,” he said, his tone gentle. He had heard this from plenty of people before, but never from one so interesting as Moira.

“I never gave you reason to be afraid of me. But I wonder if this is more about you believing you can somehow outrun your timeline. You may be living on a different plane of time from everyone else, Moira, but the fact remains that you are still living.”

[borderingonsuper-blog]

hey-ms-monet

Max had been feeling increasingly bored with all of her free time lately and the best thing she could think of doing to keep her from going even more insane was to pick up a hobby. The main issue with that was that she didn’t particularly want to go to a class every week. So she figured that she’d pick up some books that could teach her how to do things, and decide once she started reading.

“ Ah, excuse me. ” It was Max’s first time in the little shop, she hadn’t had much time for reading when she worked at the hospital. “ Would you mind pointing me in the direction of the cookbooks and things like that? I’m trying to pick up a hobby. ”

[the-new-marvel]

"Could I get your autograph?"

A smirk formed on Colin's face. "I suppose you could. I mean you have been staring all night, haven't you?" Colin said, picking up a pen and a napkin from under his drink. "Who am I making this out to?"