#sanctuaryindreams

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          dimitr felt the breeze brush hair against his skin, heard the quiet sounds of birds and bugs and people talking and walking on the sidewalks near the park. it was rare that he felt so peaceful outside the safety of his home. 

         scarlett had dozed off against his side, so he took the opportunity to sing quietly to himself. however when scarlett sang the next lines, dimitri physically jumped. ❝ oh— goodness... ❞ hands lifted off his lap momentarily, but he quickly caught himself before they touched any of the blades of grass beneath him ( as they withered instantly at his fatal touch ). with a nervous smile, he ran his fingers through his hair, heart pounding in his chest, ❝ i... i-i thought you were asleep... ❞

         though he had received compliments on his voice in the past, he was never very confident when it came to singing in front of people. his embarrassment was evident through the color of his cheeks, but along with the knowledge that she had heard him singing, came the realization that he had also heard her singing. if only he hadn’t interrupted her, he could have heard more. dimitri hated himself a little for it.

         he pursed his lips, and once the heat in his face subsided a little, he asked,  ❝ can... can you keep singing...? ❞

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Wylan isn’t keen on letting Scarlett take the cupcake- nor the plate it sits upon- away from him. Her efforts to tug it away are fruitless, and he tugs it back to him, and hopefully out of her grip so he can sit it back on his lap. Yes, he’s still lounging like he owns the place, even if his feet have been knocked from their perches.

“That’s illegal, I can take as long as I want to eat this cupcake so long as it’s during business hours, can’t I? I’m a paying customer. I deserve this relaxation.” Another small nibble is taken dramatically from the cupcake, savored like the delicious treat it is while smirking over at Scarlett. Try me. Move me. Get me. His expression could be saying a lot of things right about now.

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          ❝ all kinds of love, really. i mean, i’ve had a lot of friends that have been very important to me; a lot of people i would say that i’ve loved in some way, shape, or form, but i only get a tattoo for them if they’ve seriously impacted me, i guess... people i’ll never forget no matter how much time has passed. ❞ his criteria was difficult to explain, but he tried his best to put them into words.

         jakob chuckled as she continuously asked questions, finding her curiosity amusing, ❝ it did hurt, but not bad enough that i wouldn’t do it again. i have a couple tattoos just for myself, but i only have four for other people. ❞

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Miss Mysterious ~Closed RP~

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Quiet and slow footsteps carried the tall figure quietly through the small town. He had one goal in mind at that moment. There was a girl there, she worked at the cafe he was headed to. She had been kind to him, and she had no reason to be. He knew she expected nothing in return but it felt wrong for him to just leave it at that. He wanted to do something for her, and that’s exactly what he did.

In his hands he carried a plate and it was covered in tin foil. Under the foil was an assortment of different cookies, brownies and other baked goods that he had baked for her. He hoped that she would like them. He had no idea what she liked, or even if she had a sweet tooth at all. He would find out, and if not, maybe she would tell him what she really liked so he could get her some of that.

He entered into the cafe and went over to the small bar that was there. He sat himself down and put the plate down carefully, wondering if the lady was even working today. He was hopeful that she was.

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The screams of people sounded as some creepy looking robots roamed through the city. On a street, a crazed looking man stood, shouting and laughing hysterically. His hair was wild, and he was wearing a suit with what seemed like wires coming out of it, with a control panel of some sorts in his hands. 

A lone robot roamed towards a scared child. Before it could reach them, however, Jae flew down from the sky all suited up in his purple and black hero suit and mask, scooping the kid up and putting them somewhere safe. Then, he made his way back to the robot, sending  sharp burst of electric blue colored energy through it. The robot was a mess of wires and metal afterwards, sparking and finally ceasing to move.

“One down, more to go!” He cried, making his way towards the source, taking down more robots on the way. Soon, he’d reached the source, and exchanged words with and attempted to talk the villain, Twisted Technophiliac, out of it. Of course he didn’t listen. Jae thought. They mostly never do. 

After a while more of fighting, a commotion ensued, and after some sort of explosion, smoke filled the air. It seemed he was attempting to make a run for it. “Eeek, damnit,” he cried, coughing. He ran to attempt to find an area clear of smoke. Finally getting free from the smoke, he looked around. Something caught his eye.

A tall man was being cornered a distance away by a few robots. One of the robots was about to strike. He gathered energy in his hands, running toward them. Before he could shoot, he saw he man’s hair turn white, as a wave of ice was unleashed upon the robots, freezing them in place. Jae was frozen in place, (mind the pun) for a moment, before snapping out of it and running towards him.

“Dude, that was amazing!” He cried, observing the robots now encased in ice. “Are you a super too? If so, I think you’d be called Ice Man. Can I call you Ice Man?” He turned to him, grinning.

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          ❝ ...❞ okay, this girl definitely beat them on the scale of strange family living situations, ❝ well, it was definitely awkward. it’s like after twenty years, i move in with the guy and suddenly he tries to be my dad. like, no, buddy, you missed your shot.❞

         ❝ why doesn’t your father accept you as part of the family? i mean, making you a house to live alone seems kinda... ❞ only then did ky realize that perhaps the other only brought this up to sympathize with them. it was probably a touchy subject. so despite their curiosity, they added, ❝ actually, you don’t have to answer that. that’s kind of insensitive of me. ❞

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person: do you ever want to talk about your feelings

kieran: no

dimitri: i do

person: i know

dimitri: im sad

person: i know

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“Kieran!” An even louder ear-piercing shriek left her. It was a good thing all that was nearby was the closed for the night flower shop he worked at or else she knew they would be getting noise complaints from the screaming she was doing. Kareena struggled more even as his weight settled on top of her but there was no leverage and little she could do to shake him from the position that she was in. When he finally pulled off of her, the elf lay in place for a moment before she burst into action.

Scrambling to her feet, cheeks flushed from the struggle although she wasn’t out of breath, her voice had a mix of laughter and surprise in it as she yelled after the fleeing male, “What the hell?” Long black hair whipping around her, she skidded to a halt with a hand braced against a doorway to listen for where his laughter was coming from. There. And with his location in mind the girl took off after him, storming expertly through rooms that she knew like the back of her own hand. Just wait until she caught up with him. “Where do you even think you’re running to?!”