#notefinal

[qapsiel]

@notefinal liked for a starter (still accepting)

                              THE SHOP'S NAME IS THE BLOOMING BOUTIQUE, and it looks exactly like what he's looking for. A little bell chimes when he enters, and he's immediately hit by the smell of moist dirt and flowers. He can see huge Strelitzia Nicolai and Aloe Vera in the shop window, Zamioculcas and peace lilies further back where it's darker, and in between colorful orchids, flame nettles, and arrowroot and various vases with flowers for bouquets. "Excuse me," Castiel says without further ado and walks over to where the young florist is gathering sweet maries, "I require a potted plant that needs almost no sunlight."

[hatigave-a]

BOY UNDERSTANDS THE NEED TO change shape and to begin again. He has done it before and will do so again. Now is no different when he takes up residence in another town that shall not hold him for long ( he has grown tired of moving, and longs for a place to put down roots and sink into the waiting earth. ) after all this time, he can still work       ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ HE CAN STILL BE GOOD FOR SOMETHING ! Dark eyes flicker across the open space of the rodeo as he rests his arms on the fence. It's not much for some, but to him, it is a fleeting joy not brutally stripped from his aching hands. That, and there is a particularly brave niffler trying to somehow undo and steal a freshly polished stirrup buckle from one of the saddles.

Credence almost has the creature safe and secure in his pocket when he appears in his line of vision. The niffler gets away from his hands, settling for a weak attempt at taking the button of his jeans with it as it slides down to the ground, IT'S SOMEHOW ALL WORTH IT. The wave Credence offers Dodge is weak, practised meticulously under the cover of safety of the barn loft ; it still feels all wrong.

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[nightmdic-a]

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜  / jerome

"-Am I going to get in trouble for doing so?"

A broq quirks up at his words, shifting her stance as guard swiftly rises in their presence. It's dark, the sun having set quite a while ago, and she had simply been out just to obtain some more supplies - simple things obtained at a local store; bandages, minor medications.

"You shouldn't be either."

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[godresembled]

@notefinal asked ❝ mmph! ❞

She'd been thinking about it for, well, days. Longer than that, really, but it had gone from fleeting thoughts to daydreams the more time she'd spent with him, and while she'd never really been all that impulsive, she was fairly confident he felt the same.

Maybe her timing could have been better. But sitting close enough beside him to feel his leg pressed against hers, that didn't cross her mind until after she'd already leaned even closer, interrupting his story to kiss him. It wasn't quite as brave and bold as it had sometimes been in her head, and she pulled back to smile a little sheepishly at him, but it had sent the butterflies in her stomach into overdrive.

[acertiijo]

edward closed the door behind him. no one ever checked the cameras of that room, despite withholding quite a large amount of valuables. evidence items kept in storage were taken for granted once a case was close, and the curious forensic when he had nothing else to work on tended to sneak into that room they were now together in.

"likewise. so you could say we both have as much blackmailing information on each other." if that was the man's worry, at least. edward had no reason to rat him out, but he was curious...

he's acting casual, walking across the room to get to a specific cabinet, pulling out a folder and looking through the pages and photographs in there. "i imagine you're here because of the wayne case?" whatever he was looking at was irrelevant, he just wanted to look like he was there with actual purpose.

"were you sent here to look for the pearls?"

››› @notefinal // " would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? " / from alfred

[auroradicit]

@notefinal said: “ Come now, is that any way to talk to me? ” / alfred to gotham

For a moment, she looks legitimately chastened. Draws back, brows furrowing over too-familiar eyes. It's quickly chased away by amusement. Something closer to her normal self-possessed mien. Still, she inclines her head. Slight, but clear.

He may not be of Gotham, originally, but that's only more reason for him to have earned her respect.

"But you agree. It's untenable. It was one thing for him to join them for emergencies, but this?"

[auroradicit]

@notefinal said: “ No, I don’t care about anything at all. ” / loki to robin

"...I find that hard to believe."

No one has ever really accused Robin of being an optimist. But she has her moments. Looking over the skyline, she keeps her voice carefree. Playful. Last thing she wants is to come across as condescending.

"This is an awful lot of work for not caring about anything. That takes some kinda feeling."

[svjetllost]

“ Is that what we’ve been doing? ” Her voice is hoarse from the screaming, or maybe it’s from the lack of use. It had been a while since anyone entered her little prison cell, maybe they had gotten bored with the torture. Looking down she sees a tube attached to her arm, they had switched to feeding her with IVs instead of using solid food, and it’s not because she had gone on a hunger strike or wanted to make herself into a martyr. But the food they gave her was laced with something and had made her hallucinate, which was bad enough, but the nausea afterward only made her puke everything out.

And that wasn't really what they wanted from her, of course, what they had wanted from her was what they had wanted from Peeta, unlike him, oddly enough Johanna wasn’t really in the mood to play along. Their hatred and torture were simple enough to endure, terrifying and beyond painful obviously, but still, even President Snow knew that she wouldn’t smile and wave for the cameras, she had made that known even before the last games started and they were thrown into yet another game where they had to kill to survive.

“ You came to visit, I am grateful. Or maybe you came to watch? Want to see it in person? Maybe you want to take part? I’d advise you not to come too close, I just might bite. ”

notefinal asked: ❛  do you think we're gonna survive this?  ❜ / jack twist to johanna