SOMETHING TRAGIC.

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𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓽 !!

a multimuse rp account associated with avengefm and loved by sj. i use she/they pronouns and i’m 21+. current muses are as follows:

      ⋆     castiel ( supernatural )       ⋆     claudette morel ( dead by daylight )       ⋆     ethan winters ( resident evil )       ⋆     marinette dupain-cheng ( miraculous: tales of ladybug & cat noir )       ⋆     michael munroe ( until dawn )       ⋆     rikki chadwick ( h2o: just add water )       ⋆     rowena macleod ( supernatural )

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LOKI:

open starter  /  the fortune-telling stall

“  if another person gets the fucking hanged man i’m setting this deck on fire,  ”  loki says, flicking the card over his shoulder.  “  pick another card, please. hopefully one a little more insightful.  ”  strictly speaking, he ought to pay more attention to signs like these, but nobody wants to hear about the incident yet again  —  least of all loki. he would much rather look for clues on the mundane aspects of life, the things that evade notice more easily.

the corner of rowena’s lips twitched into a smirk. perhaps she was simply sniffing out the competition, or maybe she was here in an attempt to sabotage him, she wasn’t entirely sure, yet. either way, why pass up on the opportunity for mischief? “ if they’re choosing the hanged man, it’s for a reason, my dear, ” she hummed. “ or... perhaps you’re simply lacking the skill the skill required for tarot. ” she reached out to pick a card, purposefully avoiding the ones she felt called to. and once she was done, she placed the card on the desk and slid it across towards the other. “ but let’s see, shall we? what does my card say about me? ”

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NATASHA:

starter ,  o  .

𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑:  anyone !  @whihnews 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎:  food  stalls  !

   𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂  𝒉𝒂𝒅  𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔  𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕  𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅  around  the  holidays  periods .  to  her , it  was  another  day  drifting  by , another  night  to  spend  working . but  this  time  it  would  be  different , it  was  different . no  need  to  hide  in  plain  sight , yet  the  feeling  still  lingered  in  her  ichor . eyes  glazed  over  the  wide  selection  of  food  offered ; she’ll  never  understand  why  everything  was  so  big  in  size . “  what  are  you  having ? it’ll  be  my  shout .  ”  natasha  smiled , “  i’m  not  even  sure  where  to  begin .  ”

the choice was too much for blaine. it all looked and smelled delicious, and he was awful at making decisions when it came to food. there wasn’t much that he didn’t enjoy, and he’d try some of everything if he could. unfortunately, that wasn’t an option. “ i was going to ask you the same thing, ” he chuckled, then licked his lips as his eyes swept over each and every option. “ should we choose something at random, do you think? ” 

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DAPHNE​:

›      𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     ⸻     ft.   open   /   @whihnews​   .

      𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄   ways  to  spend  the  festival,    daphne  figured  :    but  spending  it  atop  a  ferris  wheel  with  a  complete  stranger  ?    daphne  definitely  could  do  better.    turning  to  face  her  newfound  companion  as  the  ride  clerk  strapped  them  in,    daphne  fixed  an  uneasy  yet  bright  smile  upon  her  features,    shrugging  at  the  circumstance  they  had  found  themselves  in.    “  bet  you  didn’t  expect  to  be  ridin’  with  a  stranger,    huh  ?    i’m  daphne.  ”

rikki had been hoping to be able to ride alone -- clearly that had been a foolish thing to hope for. “ nope, it’s not ideal, ” she answered plainly, just a little harshly. but hey, she tried to be reasonable, and it wasn’t this person’s fault that they were riding together. even if it did suck. “ rikki. ” she raised her arms to let the clerk strapped them in, then looked off to the side. maybe if she ignored the other, she’d leave her alone.

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SETH​:

open starter - @whihnews​ location - face painting station

Seth had his supplies in hand and faced the person who just sat down across from him.  “Alright here’s the deal.  It’s $5 for your choice of image.  $3 for random dealer’s choice.  I promise everything will be family friendly.”  Seth was a professional, of course, and he wanted to prove it!  “I guarantee all face painting is totally unique and I will never use the same design twice.”

blaine hummed in thought. he hadn’t really had anything in mind when he’d taken the seat, except perhaps something to do with a popular superhero. not nightbird, of course, but maybe one of the avengers. that would look awesome. “ if i choose dealer’s choice, may i choose a category for you to choose something random within? ” he asked, clearly starting to put a lot of thought into it. “ or would that count as a choice of image? ” the price didn’t matter to him, but he thought the element of surprise would make it a little more exciting.

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DARYL​:

― 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ― // @whihnews

LOCATION: Champion Park around the game / prize booths STARTER: open to anyone

Daryl had a bunch of colorful and fluffy stuffed bears, dogs, and many other types of animals all hanging off his arms. He had been hitting the games like a mad man and now he had more toys then he knew what to do with. At first he was thinking of just piling them in his room on his bed and just using them as some kinda extra pillow, then he was worried he might use them for target practice. Daryl gets bad ideas like that so he wants to find these animals a home before he makes a list of bad decisions with them. “hey there,” Daryl says holding out a stuffed animal to another person he’s passing by. “Wanna give this lil’ one a home? Got mre’ an I can handle and a bed that ain’t big enough for all of em.”

claudette smiled warmly as the man caught her attention. they weren’t having the best time, truth be told. everything was too loud, too busy, and they were actually about to head home. “ oh, thank you, they’re adorable, ” she smiled, reaching out to take the small stuffed animal. she looked it over; it was cute, brightly coloured, and she thought it would look great with her collection. however... “ um. i know this might seem like a strange question, but did you by chance get any of a bug? maybe a bee? ” they knew it was unlikely. they didn’t understand why, but most people seemed to be grossed out by bugs. but it was worth a shot. 

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ADRIEN​:

“ coffee sounds great marinette. ” he has the time to kill before his next class, and he always enjoys the time that he gets to spend with marinette, even if he struggles to understand her half of the time. “ i could eat too, if you’re hungry ? ” he offers, catching onto the eating comment. “ the cafe does some pretty good pastries too, but they’re nothing compared to your parents bakery back in paris. ” and he isn’t just saying that to be nice, the dupain-cheng’s are truly the best bakers he’s ever witnessed before. thinking nothing of it, just simply being a friend, adrien extends his hand toward marinette, and offers them a smile. the walk’s only short, so it won’t waste them much time.

marinette beams, and the compliment to their parents makes the butterflies in their stomach go crazy. it’s no secret to parisians that that the tom & sable boulangerie patisserie is one of the best bakeries around, but hearing it from adrien himself is incredible. “ oh! thank you, adrien! they work really hard, i’m so glad you like them! ” she grins, then quickly adds on: “ the pastries, i mean. or-- well, for the second part, the first part was about my parents. they pastries don’t work hard. ” she laughs awkwardly. “ but i’m sure the pastries at the cafe you like are great too! ” and now that they think about it, they could do with a bite to eat. what better way to enjoy pastries and coffee than alone with adrien? 

then the other offers his hand, and at first, all marinette can do is stare in surprise. there’s a short moment before they shake themselves out of it. after an attempt at subtly drying their hand, wanting to make sure it’s not sweaty, they reach out and take the other’s. oh, if alya could see her now! “ um. yeah! that would be... really great! ”

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there’s a man wandering around the carnival again. you think you might have seen him often here these past few days, but he’s here again looking like he’s looking for someone. when you finally work up the nerve to ask him, he looks like he hasn’t slept in days. he shows you a picture of a girl, and a brief description. you haven’t seen her specifically, but there’s something about her that looks… off. before you can place it, he’s gone with the crowd.

ethan feels like he's been in the same position as the stranger. it's crazy for him to feel like that; he's never had someone he loves go missing, been lucky enough to not have to experience that kind of heartbreak. and yet, he feels like he knows the feeling all too well. like in a distant lifetime, it was something he had to carry around with him for years.

those damn dreams. that's gotta be where those feelings came from. dreams that he's no longer so sure are just dreams. there's more to them, he knows it, but he refuses to acknowledge it. they're just dreams.

but he can't stop thinking about the girl in the picture. he wants to ask the man further questions, to offer his help, it's what ethan would have wanted, but before he knows it, he's gone. the picture won't be one he forgets any time soon, though, and if he happens across her, he only hopes he can find the man again.

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a young couple walks around the festival, and they look to be doing well. the boy is standing in front of her while the girl plays with her bracelet as she waits for him to finish the carnival game he’s playing. he sighs, running a hand through his hair before slamming the table counter a bit when the bottles don’t knock over all the way. she jumps, lightly grabbing his arm, before leading him away.

rikki's watching from afar, debating whether or not to give the game a shot herself. festivals usually aren't her thing. there's too many people, too many screaming kids, though she'd have to admit the rides were almost worth it.

the sight of the couple makes her feel uneasy. they seem kinda cute, at first, enough that she would've faked dramatically gagging had they been friends of hers, but then the girl practically jumps out of her skin when the boy does something just the slightest bit aggressive. and rikki's no idiot. that kind of reaction only comes with trauma and abuse.

her instinct is to approach, to kick up a fuss and make sure the girl's okay. she starts to stomp towards them, hands balled into fists ready to kick up a storm should it be needed. and then she stops. it dawns on her that maybe it's not such a good idea. she doesn't want to make things worse, if the boy is hurting her. so instead she promises herself to keep an eye on them, and if she catches the girl alone, to check that she's okay.

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ADRIEN​:

chat noir had only been his superhero alter-ego a few times by this point, but he felt as though he’d been doing the hero gig for much longer than that, a few years even ! when ladybug spoke, his attention was fully on his partner in a split second, as it so often was when in their company. “ i get that too, it’s so surreal sometimes. but don’t you think it’s strange to think about how we’re from the same place ? ” eyebrows raised, trying not to give too much away. “ it’s almost like you and i are just destined to be together milady. ” he was sure the suggestion wouldn’t mean the same to them as it did to him, and his long sported superhero crush. “ time’s a tricky thing bugaboo, you can’t try to figure it out. maybe it’s always been some sort of fate ? ”

it was strange that they were both in paris in their dreams. it made sense for marinette, given that she grew up there, but chat noir? he didn’t sound like he was french. not like he had in their dream. then again, neither did ladybug; there were only so many french people here, and if marinette kept their real accent while they were ladybug, it would narrow down their secret identity by quite a bit. “ yeah! super strange, ” she agreed, but didn’t elaborate further. chat noir couldn’t know that she was from paris. “ maybe you’re right, though. maybe we were destined to work together. ” they had to stop themselves from asking if chat noir believed in that, believed in fate -- they shouldn’t discuss anything too personal. “ we make a pretty good team, huh? ”

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SEBASTIAN​:

re:  blaine anderson.  ( @toomuchhcart​ )

LOCATION:  CHAMPION PARK,  kissing booth.

PERHAPS RUNNING TWO DRASTICALLY DIFFERENT booths wasn’t the best idea,  but sebastian was a good multitasker.  he’s just sitting down on the stool placed for him,  running a hand through his hair before he hears someone walk up.  he’s just about to go in the whole spiel of what will allow  —  kisses for varied prices  —  and what he won’t allow  —  no grabbing  —  when he recognises who it is.

A GENUINE GRIN BLOOMS ON SEBASTIAN’S FACE as he lifts a hand in greeting,  “ hey,  killer. ”  he’s pleased to see blaine,  rarely gets to see him nowadays with how tied up sebastian is   —  and not even the fun kind  —  at the newsfront.  “ stop by for a kiss ?  or did you just miss me ? ”  with a shrug of his shoulders,  eyes alight with gentle teasing,  “ or both ? ”

blaine beams, leaning against the stall, towards his best friend. “ oh, please! i couldn’t possibly come to the festival and not pay a visit to my dearest friend, ” he answers, and he means it. the festival is a lot of fun, plenty to do and lots of games to play, but he does miss sebastian. and yes, he knows he’s busy running his booths right now so blaine should probably leave him alone, but he’d decided to come to bother him anyway. “ that depends on how much a kiss is, ” he teases. “ but i did miss you. promise you’ll watch the fireworks with me? or let me beat you on one of the games? ”

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CHANDLER​:

“ i’m hoping that maybe if we put our two lack of skills together, we’ll get something good out of it. sort of two negatives creating a positive. ” at least, he was sure that’s how the equation went. he dozed off during math class back when he was still in high school and maybe that explained how he was today. it could all be blamed on his math skills. “ i’m looking to make a simple chocolate cake, that can’t be too hard right ? i think at the very least i need frosting, milk and eggs. and i believe a box with some more ingredients. ”

castiel was less sure that it would work that way, but he did appreciate the positive attitude. “ that would be the ideal situation, ” he responded, thinking over the ingredients. he was certainly no expert, but he was sure much more was needed than that. “ chocolate, flour, and sugar, as well, ” he suggested. or was that was the box chandler was explaining contained? he had no idea. “ perhaps we should use the internet to gather more information on the best simple methods. unfortunately, technology is not an area i’m particularly familiar with, so it may be best for you to do that part. ” 

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SETH​:

Seth had a lot of questions in his mind and sometimes he just needed to get them out to people because usually they were a lot smarter than he was.  Except this time one of those thoughts popped up in his head and none of his friends were around so he wanted to ask someone who looked smart.  “Do you think plants have feelings?  Like they say the smell of cut grass is actually them screaming but how do the scientists know?  Do the plants feel other emotions or is their whole life only in fear?”  Seth was about to go on with about a million other relating questions when she turned around and snapped at him.  He immediately looked down, feeling bad for upsetting her.  “I’m really sorry.  You just looked like you knew the answer.”  He was about to turn around when she said that she didn’t know who he was, and Seth took that as an opportunity to make a new friend.  “Oh! I’m Seth Clearwater!”  He said with a smile and an extended hand.

rikki didn’t know what to make of that. why someone would think that she looked like the type of person who knew anything about plants was a mystery to her, but she was doing her best to stay calm. the guy was clearly just looking for a friend and, while rikki definitely wasn’t that person, she didn’t mean to hurt him, either. he was harmless. just... kinda annoying when she just wanted to be alone. “ rikki, ” she answered, ignoring the hand. “ but no.... uh, probably not. i mean, they’re just plants. they don’t have a brain. i don’t know the science and shit behind it, but my guess is no. plants don’t have feelings. ” she bit her tongue, refraining from asking is that all? “ i’m not a scientist. maybe you should ask someone else. ”

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MIA:

“ethan.” her voice dripped into calmness once realizing it was her husband she had bumped into. that made things so much easier and less stressful. “busy? more like losing my mind. and i can’t sleep! baby, i need a week off.” she teasing, but she definitely tired. seems they both can’t catch a break. 

ethan could take a guess at what had been causing mia’s struggles with sleep. “ nightmares? ” he asked, gently rubbing her arm and hoping it would soothe her. truth be told, it would probably be good for them to discuss the dreams they’d both had in detail, but ethan internally winced at the thought of it. it wasn’t going to be fun. “ too busy to talk? there’s some stuff i’ve been meaning to bring up. ”

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RICHIE​:

❝ you say unsettling like it’s a bad thing . it’s character building , having your jimmies rustled every once in a while . ❞ it’s all for SHOW , richie’s debonair , larger than life shit . he puffs himself up and hopes it translates well - all you can do , really . he blinks slow with this new peek into her mind’s eye , briefly stunned into SILENCE . and then he beams , shakes a finger in approval . ❝ hell yeah , just like that . now , if you catch me at the pancake house acting out of pocket from here on out , you’ll know why . ❞ a thoughtful beat . ❝ were you two CLOSE ? or was he just nuts ? ❞

“ he isn’t nuts, ” marinette laughs. her father is a lot of things, but all of them positive, in her opinion. they miss him dearly; although they call him regularly, it’s not the same as seeing him in person, and flying back to paris for a visit isn’t a luxury she can afford very often. “ it’s tradition at home, but i guess people don’t really do it here. ” they grin, then shrug their shoudlers. “ but i don’t know, i don’t really like unsettling things... maybe i’m too soft? ” even superheroes like to feel safe, sometimes, but marinette has to admit that she admires richie’s apparent bravery. 

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ASHER​:

“I seriously don’t know bruv’ and man ‘ere is bein’ honest. If she is somethin’ more than… I really and I’m bein serious ‘ere dont know what to do if it comes down to it bruv’ If shes family then….what good of a man am I if I have to take her down…..” Asher said sighing softly looking at Marinette and eating a slice of his pizza.  “If this “Cinder” is ‘ere then I ‘ave to look for her.. and find out the truth from her yeah?” 

“ oh! i don’t know if i would recommend ‘taking her down’, ” marinette laughed awkwardly. they didn’t want anyone to be hurt, especially not due to their advice. if the woman in asher’s dream did need to be stopped, marinette believed there would be much better ways of doing so. she didn’t think violence was always necessary. maybe if they talked it out, they wouldn’t need to fight. “ but yeah! you should try to find her! she might have some answers? maybe her dreams would explain some things? ”

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PETER​:

“i’m a nerd?” peter feigned hurt and shock, a palm resting on his chest dramatically. “you know, i’ve never heard that. not once.” he rolled his eyes, nudging the other gently. “besides, i hardly think reading a dumb clickbait article counts as anything nerdy. if anything, i think it makes me a boring follower, so that makes you double wrong. how does it feel?”

mike scoffed. “ i’m never wrong. ” the statement was far from true, of course, but he was stubborn. and mostly joking. mike considered himself intelligent, but not that intelligent, and definitely not as smart as peter. “ and even if i were, which i’m not, i’m definitely not wrong about you being a nerd. so i feel great, as always. ”