#w. doe

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closed starter || jack o’brien and cillian mccullough

it was getting late at the bar, jack figured he only had an hour or so left of his shift. he decided to make an early start on the closing tasks, wiping off the glasses and keeping an eye on any patrons needing a fuller glass. he expected the usual crowd to stay until close, then head out. it was rare to have new people come in so late. so when he heard the door open, he was unexpectedly pulled from his duties. “what can i do you…..for.” jack stopped his polishing of the glasses. he set down the glass and looked into it. he could see his reflection…he was seeing straight. so why the fuck was he seeing his dead friend when he tilted his head up. “you’re such a bastard.” jack felt a sharp pang in his chest, like his heart was warring with several emotions all at once. “cill…that really you?”

@cherryxwiine

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❛  you're capable of hurting me in ways i'm not sure you've even begun to fathom, penelope. i might be skilled enough to land a death blow, but you alone have the power to fucking destroy me.  ❜ (odysseus & penelope)

“odysseus, i would never do that.” the queen ran her fingers through the hair at the nape of her husband’s neck, trying to comfort him. “what you cannot begin to fathom is how much i truly love you. there aren’t words for it, i’ve tried.” she smiled sadly, wishing she could make him understand, somehow fuse her soul with his. she rested her forehead against his and moved a hand to rest over his heart. “this heart is so good, so brave, so kind. it is the most precious treasure to me, i will always keep it safe.” she promised, looking down at the guarded area. “i may not be as skilled as you in my ability to fight, but i would use all the power i have, then beg on my knees to the gods to keep you safe.” and yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling by that odysseus may doubt her. she couldn’t stay silent, but she treaded with caution. she gently took his hands and kissed the knuckles. “i do wish, sometimes, that you would trust what i say is true. i know your journey back hardened you, i have a feeling that people may have broke your trust and you don’t want your heart to break like that again. but you’re not at sea anymore. you’re home, with me.”

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closed starter || elia martell and oberyn martell

as soon as he was awake he looked. his family was everything, the wine business, the wealth, the good life, none of it meant anything without family. so he looked, everyday taking himself to someplace new, asking questions when he could, taking advantage of every resource. martells were not few in numbers, someone had to be here. he just expected to find the people he remembered being alive.

the sun didn’t shine on anyone’s face quite like it did his sister’s. he didn’t question anything, he would know his sister from anywhere. “elia!” oberyn raced to her and held her tightly, not really caring if she recognized him or not. he cradled her head to his shoulder, like if he didn’t hold on tight he would lose her again. tears flowed freely to her hair when he kissed the top of her head. “elia, my whole heart, my sunshine, you do not know how long and how deeply i have missed you.”

@cherryxwiine

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closed starter || zuko and howl pendragon

howl floated down from the rooftop garden of the school as soon as he saw him. his feet were light as a feather, sneaking up behind him before wrapping an arm around him abruptly. “so, what brings you to the university?” howl smirked, keeping in step with his twin. “you didn’t pay a visit to come see me now, did you?”

@cherryxwiine

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closed starter || sypha and alucard

she had demanded that he be there when the baby arrived. she really didn’t care to tell the nurses who the father was. she wasn’t doing this without either of them. she held alucard’s hand tightly, like she was daring both alucard and the staff to tear them apart.

alucard got away with the least damage, the same couldn’t be said for trevor’s hand. alucard scraped by with a few demands, holding her hair, pressing a cool towel to her forehead. enough demands that he wouldn’t leave, would feel like he was overstepping or like he didn’t belong. she wanted him here, she couldn’t do it without him.

“little liora.” sypha smiled, kissing the sweet child’s head. she was a brunette like her father, but she had her mother’s eyes. she hoped alucard would impart some of that cleverness sypha so loved in him. “do you want to hold her?”

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is this how you go through life, running amok, nearly trampling anyone in your path? (ares & penelope)

“you underestimate what i would do to for my family.” penelope quipped, firm, unwilling to be shamed for that. “i am queen of Iihaca, i do not run amok. but for far too long, people have trampled me. which is why i seek your help.” she insisted, not even afraid of a god after all the horrors she had experienced in the absence of her husband. “athena is wise, but i don’t need any more wisdom. i need strength, i need skill, i need to be able to protect myself and my family. so train me.” penelope offered boldly. “you know what my family has been through. i only wish to…trample, as you say, those who would seek to hurt them. besides, in your whole godly life, can you say you’ve ever trained a queen?”

@tcrturedpcet

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closed starter || aurelie nottingham and keegan murphy

my heart is with you, though summer’s gone, and the golden threads came loose…

the golden child of apollo strummed the melancholy melody in a sad bar at the edge of ivy cove. she didn’t know where she had been transported to, and she didn’t care. she would have given anything to be stuck in ignorant bliss, to have memories warped to ease the pain of grief, but hoping never got her very far. all she knew how to do was sing, but she didn’t know what it was for.

her voice was pretty in a sad sort of way. everyone always said it had lost the magic it once had, and it made her laugh to remember the son of hecate at the thought. it was nice, to hold a fond memory of him, even if it was quickly followed by a pang guilt. maybe the singing made it sting less. and maybe she was so far gone that she saw him in the crowd.

she stopped singing because no one had his eyes, not even a sad-struck delusion could have done them justice. it had been so long since she felt anything but sadness that she didn’t even know what to feel, what to say. so she didn’t think, and she didn’t say anything. she dropped her old guitar and held him as the tears soaked his shirt, as her skinny arms wrapped around him.

“you weren’t supposed to find me.” she choked out, her laugh broken, like the muscles hadn’t been used in a very, very long time.

@tcrturedpcet

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closed starter || lisa tepes and alucard tepes

lisa didn’t know there was an apothecary in town, but when she heard the news she was delighted. there were so few who shared her enthusiasm for herbal medicine, and she was eager to offer her services if necessary. the shop was impressive, medicines and ingredients lisa hadn’t seen since her days in translyvania.

“hello?” she called out, not being able to see an owner. “my name is lisa, lisa tepes. i’m an herbalist and botany professor at the university. i was wondering if i might peruse your store? perhaps offer my services?” she offered, still looking around the abandoned store.

@tcrturedpcet