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crownsnbats:

Steve was in the midst of the library, he had a report due in literally twelve hours and how much did he do? zilch, none. “Stupid…why won’t words go in huh?” A light chuckle as he tapped the end of his pen against the desk, practically causing the entire library to stare as him as he sat back in his chair, trying to think of what to write. ‘This is why I shouldn’t of gone to college, maybe I would of done better at…culinary school or some shit.” He muttered to the person across from him. @woodshorestarters

university was overrated . yes , in one life merlin remembered attending pharmacy school & in another life he went to college out of boredom hundreds of times but now , looking back on it , it really didn’t matter whether people went or not . jobs just decided it was a huge deal somewhere around two hundred years ago . merlin leaned over to see what books were around the other to try & guess the topic . ❝ you still can go to culinary school . no one’s stopping you from leaning and doing that . what’s the report on anyway ? ❞

#ft. steve harrington #merlin ft. steve harrington #❝ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 › int. / the legend we are a part of .#crownsnbats

undertheviolentmoon:

The Fire Pits interested Triss. Fire was basically her friend, so it was simple as to throw a simple fireball in the pit to light it up. “Huh,” she looked up and saw the stars, her lips tugging into a small smile. “Never thought the stars up here would be beautiful like the ones back home.” she said to no one in particular. @woodshorestarters

he’d watched light pollution slowly steal away the stars over time but there were still places they managed through . woodshore wasn’t an overly bright town , for example . ❝ they’re the same stars as everywhere else . the town isn’t huge so --- helps to see them . ❞ he tossed a twig into the fire , watching it curl up in the flames before looking back to her . ❝ where’s home ? ❞

#ft. triss #merlin ft. triss #❝ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 › int. / the legend we are a part of .#undertheviolentmoon

ephcmere:

BROWS FURROWED, as the nephilim eyed the game, attempting to understand the concept of it. was it really rigged ? that — seemed so dishonest. bright blue hues of innocence turned to face the other just as he’d offered him a prize. ❝ really ? ❞ another act of kindness. people around here just generally seemed nicer than what he was used to, especially upon coming across strangers. ❝ can’t say i’ve ever had one before, but uh, thank you. you seem pretty good at this game. ❞

❝ yeah . take as many as you’d like , honestly , i’m not a hoarder . but i am a fan of prize giving . everyone should get a fair prize at least once . ❞ giving felt good at the end of the day . merlin had quite a few bad traits but he was never overly selfish , especially when it came to stuffed prizes he didn’t need . he hands money to the vendor for another round of the ring toss but before throwing any of the rings he pauses then offers one to the other with a raised brow . ❝ do you want a try ? ❞ though it could look like he was setting the other up for failure , a simple spell on the rings would make him just as good as merlin seemed to be .

#ft. jack kline #merlin ft. jack kline #ephcmere #❝ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 › int. / the legend we are a part of .

ofpurgatcry:

“i’m pretty sure you cheated.” nicole snorted, brows raising. but she couldn’t prove it – nor did she care too. they were rigged, so what was the harm in the vendor losing a few prizes? nicole certainly didn’t mind. “you sure–?” nicole took the giant bear that was offered, smile touching her lips. “waverly will love this…” her girlfriend was all about the cute things, after all. “–thanks.”

mock offense takes over his features before he carelessly tosses another ring over the bottles , only glancing away for a moment to help hide the gold in his eyes , & looks back to his company as the ring makes it’s mark once again . ❝ who’s to say i’m not just extremely good at the bottle ring game ? could have been practicing my whole life for this moment or something like that . ❞ he picks out another small prize this time from the irritated vendor . ❝ you can take as many as you’d like honestly . and you can even say you won them , i don’t mind . ❞

#ofpurgatcry #ft. nicole haught #merlin ft. nicole haught #❝ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 › int. / the legend we are a part of .

bravehearts:

If she hadn’t settled for being a teacher in Woodshore, she might just have worked at the Cupcakery. As it was, she could still visit and she visited often. Probably a little too often, but who could blame her? Clara ordered a red velvet cupcake and some french vanilla flavored coffee before she turned around to take a seat. Almost a little too quickly because she nearly bumped into someone on the way to the seat that she’d been eyeing. Clara took a quick step back and let out a relieved sigh when she didn’t drop her coffee or cupcake. “Oh! Sorry! I didn’t see you there. I didn’t get anything on you, did I?”

@woodshorestarters || open starter

she’ll deny having a sweet tooth but that’d be a lie . her & a lot of her previous regenerations could easily be tempted by sweet things . the smell of the store as she passed pulled her away from her exploration around town . a carrot cake cupcake wouldn’t be turned down so she ducked in . turning to toss something in the trash first , however , had her knocking into someone . ❝ i’m --- ❞ her next words were supposed to be ‘ perfectly fine , no worries ! ‘ as it would be with any stranger that a simple accident happened but , instead , the doctor got a good look at this not - so - strange stranger’s face . this was far from a stranger . this felt like missing home more than anything . ❝ clara . ❞

#this .. is not my best reply & i have to make more gifs of her #but i had to have thirteen see clara before i run off to work #bravehearts #ft. clara oswald #thirteen ft. clara oswald #❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 › int. / next stop : everywhere .

remnants-scattered-through-time:

Threepio looked at the person they’d accidentally ran into and for a moment they froze up. After a moment they quickly reached for some napkins before offering them to the ‘stranger’ with an apologetic smile. “ My deepest apologies, I should have been more observant of my surroundings. It should wash out rather easily but you didn’t get burnt did you because I would feel absolutely horrible about that.” They looked down at themself for a couple of seconds as a soft sigh escaped them. 'Is that really him or is it just someone who looks like him…’ They thought as they looked back up at the other with a curious expression.

the more the other talks , the more obi-wan’s brow pulls together . as he’s wiping himself off , hearing just the voice of this stranger , the more familiar it sounds . not as someone he talks to every day , but certainly someone who talks a lot when they are around . however --- this man wasn’t wires incased in metallic gold . he couldn’t say this would be the strangest thing that he’s run into in woodshore , though , if the familiarity turned out to be relevant . ❝ i believe i also wasn’t looking , it’s not your fault alone . ❞ he glances up to give a reassuring smile . ❝ allow me to get you a replacement coffee . please . ❞

#remnants-scattered-through-time #ft. threepio #obi wan ft. threepio #❝ 𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧 › int. / silver tongued jedi .

remnants-scattered-through-time:

Cassidy nodded his head slightly even though he had enjoyed what time he’d spent on the planet he’d been on. Unlike on Earth he really hadn’t needed to cloth himself in a manner so that it could block out the sun although he did use his umbrella when he had gone out during the day. “ So it was unpleasant then. Yeah I don’t think I’d want to go back either so ye ain’t alone when it comes to that.” A soft sigh escaped the vampire as he watched the other sit down. He could understand if the other was a bit hesitant to sit down with a complete and total stranger. “ Yeah I’ve never really been a fan of paintin’ myself. It can be so hard to find yerself a muse and when ye do find one ye have to paint it or sketch it out quickly before ye lose inspiration. Oh… would ye believe me if I told ye I was a bartender?”

he smiles , feeling eased by how talkative the other was . sometimes it was the simplest things as a good conversation to feel better about things . even if he had admitted one of the most insane things he’s ever considered moments ago , things didn’t feel as crazy just sitting around a library table chatting . ❝ were you in the desert , too ? i know near the end some people traveled and other people started on nicer planets . ❞ christian didn’t have much money to travel at the time , he never made much anywhere , so he stuck it out there but there were some who caught travel . he tilts his head at the other to think about where he could see him working . bar tender didn’t seem absolutely far fetched . ❝ i’m ... yes ? i’m not so good at guessing but i could see if now that you say it if that helps . really hoping you’re not lying to me just to see if i’d say you look like a bar tender , though . ❞ he chuckles . ❝ writing is a lot easier to have a muse for . i think , at least . it is for me . ❞

#❝ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 › int. / my gift is my song .#remnants-scattered-through-time

sumcvivus:

it did sound crazy - completely mental. but then, so were some of the things scorpius had been remembering in recent weeks. dreams of a castle had been one thing, but then the wand had shown up and with it, he had done things that felt more like muscle memory than active choices. so maybe he had a point, but that was - that was bloody mad, wasn’t it? “you met – a character.” he repeated, a look of disbelief coloring his face. “how the hell d’you figure your book and reality are the same?”

his hands fidget in front of himself , his fingers twisting & pulling at one hand then the other just for something to do to distract his mind . his eyes close as he shakes his head , thinking back to satine . her smile , her hair , her eyes . he’s known them for years yet just met them them all at the same time . he shakes his head slightly before opening his eyes again . ❝ because --- she knows me . the character . i didn’t mean to exactly , but i always imagined the main character in the story as --- as an extension of myself . sort of . he was me . and he falls in love in the story . and she’s here and i’m him . she remembers the story happening and --- so do i . more than just remembering it from what i wrote , i mean . i’m starting to get memories of actually living it . ❞

#ft. scorpius malfoy #christian ft. scorpius malfoy #sumcvivus #❝ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 › int. / my gift is my song .

❝ i thought these were supposed to be rigged . ❞ they were . as rigged as any carnival game could be , in fact , but with a bit of subtle magic & the joy of beating a scammers at their own game , anything was possible . merlin had managed to take three of the biggest prizes & a collection of smaller ones by now . as the worker reluctantly hands him yet another large stuffed bear he turns to the person to his nearest left . ❝ do you want this one ? i’ve got enough . ❞

OPEN STARTER / @woodshorestarters , event 008 .

#woodshore: event 08 #❝ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 › int. / the legend we are a part of .

cfhumcnity:

it was late, nearly closing time for the golden lion, an authentic ‘irish’ pub with an authentic irishman behind the bar. sean had been given the keys to lock up, a sign of trust after some cash had mysteriously gone missing from the till last week - that wasn’t him, though, he didn’t piss in the cup he drank from. looking up from where he was refilling bottles, he spotted a figure in the doorway and something inside him tensed. a foe, a drunkard, what? sean grasped a bottle just in case before calling out ; “oi, mate, we’re closing,”

there was a sign flipped to close but remus hardly registered it . he was glad to have a new home in woodshore but the bad part about it was having to learn a new address & a new route home . he was good with directions most of the time but even he relied on the clutch of google maps a lot . guilt comes when told the bar is closing but asking for help is still worth a shot . ❝ sorry . i’ll be out of your hair soon i just wanted to see if you had a phone i could borrow . mine’s died and i just need a cab or an uber or something . ❞

#cfhumcnity #❝ 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 › int. / a howl in the night .

dreamcfspring:

it was somehow jim’s first time in the golden lion, so he couldn’t say for sure what the normal practice was in the establishment, but given the fact that it was an irish pub, he was a little surprised. he looked sideways at another person at the bar and lifted his beer. “hey, did you get carded for your drink?” he asked. “because the last time i got carded for alcohol was when i was twenty, but they asked for my id.” nell would probably have made fun of it for him, but since he was alone, he’d have to make up for the self deprecation. “maybe i just have one of those faces. perpetually a teenager.”

❝ i didn’t , actually ... not to make you feel worse about getting carded . ❞ remus , though , always felt like he aged faster than others . he blamed it on stress . if james or sirius were around he’d say , specifically , that it was stress from them but otherwise his furry little problem was enough . ❝ but i’ve sort of got the opposite problem which could possibly be worse . i’m pretty sure i’m already getting grey hairs by now . could also be that the the bartender who talked to me doesn’t know how to do his job , really . ❞

#ft. jim halpert #remus ft. jim halpert #dreamcfspring #❝ 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 › int. / a howl in the night .

perseveriing:

“finally a difference – and here i was just starting to think we had too much in common.” barbara commented in amusement. “i’ve been known to make a thing or two blow up, though. but intentionally… most of the time.” that aside, it was almost hilarious to her how familiar this was playing out – how many times had she been trying to fidget with some custom made gadget in an attempt to further her understanding of something? her head tilted curiously at the device and back to the other, suddenly perking up as she’d elaborated. “while you’re still here? plan on going anywhere?” it made her pause, realizing she was yet to hear of anyone leaving here, “has it picked up anything interesting?”

the comment brought on a delightful grin from the doctor . there were some very negative outcomes of being a lot like her but she wasn’t entirely self hating by any means . there were plenty of great things about being similar to her ! being brilliant for one . ❝ don’t love explosions but i get they happen . long as you’ve got a good reason for them ! which i hope you do . ------ you do , right ? you seem like you do but i have to ask . ❞ she begins tucking away the receipt from the machine into one of her pockets . ❝ maybe ! when i can , i’d like to . i’m a very big fan of traveling until coming here . now i can’t go anywhere unless they send us somewhere . not the most huge fan of that , if i’m being honest . ❞ woodshore was beautiful & the mystery of it intrigued her in the sense that even if she could she wouldn’t leave until she figured the place out but after that it would be back in the TARDIS to a new location as always . ❝ i’ve picked up loads ! lots of dings on everyone here . ❞

#ft. barbara gordon #thirteen ft. barbara gordon #perseveriing #❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 › int. / next stop : everywhere .

learningtoloves:

hope couldn’t help but nod in agreement. “i can’t argue with that. coming back to town and getting to finally break out of the hotel? it feels like a dream.” the news keys to her and scott’s apartment were a welcome weight in her pocket. it was a new step in their life in woodshore, but it was finally a good one. “did you get to move in some place nice?”

❝ it was a nice hotel , ❞ and it was . for a hotel . it was a nice spot for a vacation & there was no reason to mind it at first ! however , rounding in to about the sixth month made it a little tiring . by now it’d been over a year . ❝ but now i can actually feel like i live here rather than i’m just taking the longest out of town trip ever . i’ve moved to the townhomes near downtown . and you ? ❞

#ft. hope van dyke #merlin ft. hope van dyke #learningtoloves #❝ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 › int. / the legend we are a part of .

hypnctics:

“the guy behind the counter slipped me a free boston creme again if you want one-” the blonde holds the paper bag out, the scent of powdered sugar and dough escaping it. “i don’t know if it’s a dig about cops and donuts but if i get extra baked goods out of it i’m not complaining.”

he wasn’t an unhealthy eater & could probably have more sweets if he wanted but tried to stray from them when possible . however , there’s not much you can do if they’re offered to you for free . he eyes the bag then the girl before giving a smile & taking the bag . ❝ then that’s very generous of him and thank you . i can’t remember the last time i had a boston creme so i’m well overdue for one , i’m sure . ❞

#ft. adora #obi wan ft. adora #hypnctics #❝ 𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧 › int. / silver tongued jedi .

silverstcrs:

open || { @woodshorestarters }

Nicolas let out at a sigh as he glanced around the furniture store. This was going to take forever. “Ugh why couldn’t the apartment already come completely furnished,” he grumbled. He was already debating how badly he would need certain items of furniture. The kitchen had an island so that could work for a table. It’s not like he was anticipating any guests. He probably should get a proper bed and a chair or couch for the living room, at the very least he needed to be comfortable.

the TARDIS had mostly a mind of it’s own when it came to decor . the desktop background was one thing but even then most things were just presetting she could play around with . even in her other life she never decorated much , mostly there were other people who helped her or she simply lived mostly unfurnished . now , however , she was determined to change that . she’d decorate & she’d have as much fun as she could with it . already too much , possibly , considering how full her cart at the store was . ❝ if it was already decorated you wouldn’t get to put your own spin on it ! it gets to be you house ! i’m thinking i want a plant room . i’ve never got to have a garden or plant room ! or i did but didn’t know about it . ❞

#silverstcrs #❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 › int. / next stop : everywhere .

stentorians:

“you know, i didn’t think there could be anything worse than a karen - then i had a burning hot latte thrown at me by a teenager. isn’t gen-z supposed to be understanding of food-service workers? like jesus christ, brayleigh, i’ll remake your goddamn latte-” god bless whoever gets to be the victim of lyla’s ranting. @woodshorestarters

she was happy to listen to a rant . frustrations needed to be let out & what else was she going to do ? furnish her new home ? she had the TARDIS in the middle of the room , other than that interrior design wasn’t her best skill . she’d much rather sip coffee & make a friend . ❝ hot coffee ? did you get any burns ? did they let you go get new clothes after that ? i’m sorry ... you can always hope teenagers learn better than their parents but ... sometimes they don’t . sad ! but true . don’t think there’ll every be a completely kind generation . ❞

#stentorians #ft. lyla park #thirteen ft. lyla park #❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 › int. / next stop : everywhere .

remnants-scattered-through-time:

Threepio let out a soft sigh as they looked over the pages of notes that they had taken during their meeting with their newest client. It seemed as though the book that needed translating was in a language that even they did not know. They shut the notepad before taking a sip of their coffee. “Maybe I should just give up and let someone else deal with translating that damned book. I’ve never seen runes like those before but there must be a book about old runes in the library…” They trailed off and let out a soft sigh before taking another sip from their coffee. They slowly stood up from their seat and placed the notepad in their pocket before grabbing their coffee and turning to leave the café only to accidentally bump into someone, causing them to spill the remaining coffee on themselves. A faint string of curses escaped them as they tried to dry themself off. “ Ah… my apologies. I didn’t get any on you as well.. did I?”

moving to woodshore meant stepping down from his previous job that he had in his life away from the jedi or tatooine . as memories came back he pushed himself to becoming a hermit again but after sometime he’s come to realize he can form a different life away from exile . walking into the shop , he hardly looks up from his notepad of the jobs he’s written to look over when he runs into someone . a splatter lands on his pants but he was nothing if not polite & forgiving in these circumstances . ❝ just slightly , but i wouldn’t worry . it’s nothing that won’t wash out , i’m sure . accidents happen . ❞

#remnants-scattered-through-time #ft. threepio #obi wan ft. threepio #❝ 𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧 › int. / silver tongued jedi .

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