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friendship headcanons!

👧: Who are your muses closest friends?

👌: Which qualities make it likely that your muse wants to be friends with someone?

😧: What must happen for them to take distance from someone they're friends with?

👉: What expectations do they have of their friends?

💚: Which signs tell that your muse would like to be friends with someone?

🌸: How does your muse show that they value a friend?

✔: From a muns perspective - What are the pros and cons to be friends with your muse?

🎳: What are activities that they'd like to do with their friends?

❌: Which favors would they do for their friends? Where's the limit?

⭐: What do they wish a friend would do with them that hasn't happened just yet?

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for edmund pevensie, kurt hummel, dan cahill, pucca and jojen reed !!

random sentence starters: the sequel

random sentences for any / multiple scenario(s). change around as you see fit.

“ where have you been? “

“ wait, is that my shirt? “

“ … you collect beanie babies? in 2018? “

“ ow! now you have to kiss it better! “

“ hey , is this your phone? i found it on the table over there. “

“ is that naruto fanfiction … again? “

“ i swear to god if you tell anyone about my ao3 account i’m going to punch you right in the throat. “

“ lets go to the beach. “

“ missed me , missed me , now you have to kiss me! “

“ I SAID LET ME LISTEN TO CELINE DION IN THE DARK IN PEACE PLEASE! “

“ i can’t believe we had a whole conversation just in vine references. “

“ so, what are we binge watching tonight? “

“ i bought eight books today … please tell me to stop before i buy eight more. “

“ you fucking ignorant fucking slut! “

“ that’s just wildly inappropriate. “

“ have kids? me? don’t make me laugh. “

“ just leave … just … just leave. “

“ how about fuck you? “

“ anD HERE COMES THE GIANT FIST! “

“ whoa , whoa , whoa …….. whoa , there bucko! “

“ what do you mean you don’t believe in dinosaurs?! “

“ have you lost your mind because i’ll help you find it! “

“ what you looking out there for? jesus could walk through those doors and he wouldn’t be able to help you! “

“ i have a crush on someone out of my league , please help me level up. “

“ impromptu dance party? “

“ so , you didn’t get to be what you wanted to be when you were younger? “

“ i wanna have 100 kids so i can have 100 friends and no one can say no to being my friend. “

“ lets do karaoke. “

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was that THOMAS BRODIE-SANGSTER? oh no no, that was just JOJEN REED, a CANON CHARACTER from GAME OF THRONES / ASOIAF. they are SEVENTEEN years old and ARE aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here ?

jojen has been in washington for one day !!

what is your character’s job ?

technically, he does not have one. he has a mission, which is helping bran awaken his three-eyed crow / raven powers by taking him to bloodraven, and has prophetic dreams called green dreams.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom ?

book three, a storm of swords, which means he hasn’t completed his mission yet !!

has any magic affected your character ?

technically, again, none. however as jojen knows the exact day of his death, he is unsure if said destiny is coming to him the same way as in his dream or not, even if it still believes there is no way he is escaping such fate.

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know !! 

SO HERE’S THE THING : i don’t really watch game of thrones. i’ve watched the first season, a few episodes from season three red wedding cough and some iconic scenes here and there after that such as the purple wedding / ‘i demand a trial by combat’ and a few of the deaths, meaning i do not know how jojen’s storyline is portrayed on got. my muse will be mainly book-based until i get to watching the whole show, but i promise it won’t change much for you guys who never read asoiaf !! i’m really excited to write with all the got muses around because they all seem lovely and are the main reason why i chose to apply for jojen, along with how i’m re-reading the books and i love him so much. if you’d like to plot, please im me or / and ask for my discord, thank you for reading if you did. 

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‘  you  do  whatever  it  takes  to  survive .  or  you  die .  ’ ( I don’t know if we have to specify a character or not, but I’m good with any of them! )

dan cahill hadn’t lived much in his life, being still a teenager, but he had seen someone die because of him, unable to do anything to stop such fate. he had lost his parents to the dark wings of death, he had seen people get shot, had been almost killed multiple times and most by his relatives. at his age, he’d seen more than the majority of people would, or so he hoped for their sake. so the topic of death was a sensitive one, to say the least. “  is that… life advice or just game advice ? “  he asked the woman curiosly with an uncomfortable shift on the chair he was sat at, his phone still showing on screen the silly mobile game he was playing to pass the time, but had just died on due to being distracted.

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jane:

things were starting to get rather strange lately in washington. it seemed like people were flooding into the city at an increased pace, and a majority of them had no idea why they were here. jane lived here in the city for as long as she could remember, but things seemed to get a little blurry when she tried to think of her past. she was sat on the patio at her favorite cafe, laptop open on a blank word document that she was struggling to begin. she was seemingly in another world until there was a boy before her. “hm? oh– i’m sorry. i was spacing out, i guess.” she tucked her hair behind her ears and straightened her posture before replying. “it’s um.. it’s 2019. and we’re in washington, DC. are you okay? do you need some water?”

saying technology had advanced tremendously from 1949 to 2019 was an understatement, so no one could judge edmund for directing the stranger’s laptop a confused look, wondering what that thing was and how did it function. but he got over the shock pretty quickly to focus on the even bigger shock of being, indeed, in the future. he had started the day with his family at a train station only to end up seventy years after that, all alone.  “  i... i think i could really use some water. is it free here ?  “   the male pointed at the cafe, hoping it didn’t look like he was shaking. edmund had learned in the hardest way possible not to accept anything from strangers, but the woman looked friendly and it was only water. hardly anything could go wrong.  “ i’m.. sorry for interrupting you. i just think— well, know i’m not from here. it’s a confusing story. “

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chuck:

Edmund visibly pulled himself together, and Chuck felt weirdly proud. The kid came from a time when humans were resilient. It was all keep calm and carry on and make do and mend. Even though he’d just got the shock of his life, here Edmund was, putting his fear and confusion aside and just trying to get on with it. That showed real character. Chuck didn’t mention it – he didn’t wanna call attention to it – but he felt a surge of respect for Edmund.

“Yeah, seems like it is,” he replied. “I’ve not met any natives yet. So far, everyone’s come from someplace else.” He thought about Jack Kline, who he knew came from somewhere else, but didn’t have any memory of that. “Some people think they’ve lived here their whole lives, but I don’t buy it.” He shoved his hands deep into his pockets. “What I can’t figure out is why someone would do this? For fun?” He was half talking to himself now, more than Edmund. “It’s a lot of effort to go to. Making a whole world, for entertainment?” Sure, he got needing to pass the time, but this? It was next level. “I dunno. I’m still trying to figure it out.” 

he reflected about the information given by the other male, and it almost seemed like chuck was looking at him differently now, but edmund could not give it much thought as his mind was already full of possibilities soon discarded to give room to a hundred more. could it be aslan ? he knew the lion had created other worlds besides narnia, which he visited often, but aslan was good. someone good would not play such a sick game with peoples’ lives, getting so many of them trapped into some alternate version of their own world. when humans were, when he was brought to narnia at first, it was because of a prophecy. it was necessary.

“  like their memories were messed with. false identities... it could be a side effect from being here for too long. or not. “   it could be magic, he thought to himself, not daring to say it out loud even though he suspected chuck would not even listen to him. it seemed like the man was asking questions to himself out loud instead of to edmund.  “ someone or something would need a lot of power to build a world. perhaps it is boring to be that powerful, boredom is not easily cured. “  he mused, unsure if any of those words made sense at all, his last seconds in england coming back as flashbacks and giving him a migraine when he tried to comprehend them.   “  chuck, do you perhaps remember where you were before this place ? you don’t need to tell me, but maybe  — was your life at risk ?  “  because i think mine was.

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pucca was always happy to be around people she knew, since they wouldn’t ask her why she hardly ever talks unlike on first meetings, where she has to explain she doesn’t talk because she doesn’t feel like it. the girl is leaning dangerously forward and against the rooftop, her hair in usual pigtails flowing in front of her as a smile stays on her lips, her school backpack tossed away somewhere nearby.

         “  sunset !  “   she points at the sky, knowing well that the older female could see it to but still wanting to bring attention to it.  “  pretty. “

early evenings always feel like a special kind of reward – especially ones spent so high above the city. the orange glow stretches far and wide, bathing the girl’s silhouette in the color of fire hearths and tangerines and in that moment, in her little corner of the rooftop, sydney feels light years away from the monochromatic streets of washington city. not that she minds – in fact, it’s soothing to her. it makes the rest of the world slip away, even if only for a couple of minutes.

( she takes what she can get. )

        ‘ the city feels different from up here, doesn’t it? ’  she muses, absent-minded gaze fixed on the concrete labyrinth in front of her.   ‘ it feels distant. intangible, almost. ’

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conner:

Another one of the people that time travelled when teleported to that dimension, he wondered just how many of them there were, he also seemed to just have gotten there, which meant that he probably was very confused by everything. Did he travel to the past or the future? His guess was the latter, because it usually was, he had yet to meet someone that was from the future, at least in there anyway, as he met someone from the future, but back in his dimension, Bart travelled back in time, and not forward, but in there, he had yet to meet someone that it happened. “It’s 2019,” he told the other. “And you’re Washington,” he didn’t express any kind of surprised by his question, as he really wasn’t surprised, not even the slightly.

the stranger’s lack of a proper reaction at his questions didn’t go unnoticed by edmund, who had always been an observant person. he expected a more you’re crazy reaction of people towards him, but what he got was zero surprise. that fact made him wonder if he was not the first person to show up in that place confused, taken away from their own reality. his rational side working contributed for him to lose some of his shocked expression, replacing it with a more curious one.   “  i’m not the first person to have showed up here out of nowhere, am i ?  “   he asked the man, unsure if he’d fear more a positive or negative response.  “ this is just.... really far from home. do you live here ? my name is edmund, by the way. “

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quinn:

at first, the blonde thought he was joking. her head tilted and her grin faltered just slightly, showing just how confused she was by his statement. “very funny. i’ve only been gone a few months,” quinn countered, her tone playful like she was trying to go along with a joke she didn’t quite understand. and then it dawned on her that maybe he wasn’t joking and her smile fell. “what are you talking about? of course you know me… right?” she paused, concern causing a crease in her brow. “you know me, right?”

kurt felt confused in a way he had never experienced in his life. a part of him really wanted to remember who the blonde was for her sake, feeling an odd guilt at the fact he did not recognize her when she seemed so certain of them knowing each other. was kurt distracted enough to simply forget someone’s existence ? he almost believed she meant someeone else, but the chances of another kurt who looked exactly like him existing were not looking so bright.  “  well — maybe i could remember if you told me your name !! do we go to the same school maybe ? i’m kind of... asleep inside for most of the classes so i may have... forgotten. “ he smiled nervously, but still wanting to look friendly so the girl did not feel bad, his bagel forgotten at that point.

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was that JEON HEEJIN? oh no no, that was just PUCCA, a CANON CHARACTER from PUCCA. they are SEVENTEEN years old and ARE NOT aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here ?

pucca has been in washington for two whole years !!

what is your character’s job ?

she is a high school student and works part-time at a korean food restaurant as a delivery girl for extra money.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom ?

as pucca doesn't exactly have an evolving plot, i feel like this doesn't really matter much !! i'd say some time after she turns 11 on the show.

has any magic affected your character ?

completely !! pucca has forgotten everything about her actual life, including her crush and her best friend and even her guardians. magic has also made her fluent in english, although she does not speak much no matter the language. sometimes she does have dreams of a pink cat named yani, but without knowing that is her cat back at home in south korea.

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know !!

aaaanother character i have 0 chill i think i’ll be making a starter call soon so hopefully pucca can make lots of friends !! the only thing i want to bring attention to is that i aged pucca up from 11 to 17 for obvious reasons. thank you for reading if you did !

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chuck:

1949? Wow. Chuck knew the kid was shell-shocked – he looked confused, totally lost and overwhelmed. Honestly, he thought he got the God who’d made this world. Bringing a bunch of people from all over, throwing them together, seeing what happened? Yeah, he understood that. He figured he’d get along with the guy, if they could sit together and chat. He himself had built whole worlds just to alleviate the existential, unimaginable, boredom of eternity. So, he could understand what could lead a deity to do this. But, as he looked at the boy – Edmund – Chuck felt disgusted by whoever had made this place, whoever had pulled people from their proper worlds.

“I don’t think anyone’s local, actually,” he said, his voice softer and gentler now. “Everyone I’ve met so far has been from somewhere else. But I’ve been here about a month, so I’ve settled in pretty well.” He didn’t mention the fact that world-hopping was something he’d done with zero effort, before he got stuck here. Didn’t wanna freak the kid out even more. “My name’s Chuck,” he said, and he held out his hand for Edmund to shake. Edmund was from a more formal time, after all. “It’s good to meet you, Edmund.” 

it was a horrifying thought to be in the future, or somewhere which perhaps was not even his world at all. edmund did know other realities existed, something aslan had taught him during his time in narnia, but he had never heard about worlds which were exact copies of others with a just few changes here and there. before, his siblings were with him in the unknown, even the company of his younger sister lucy being comforting enough although he felt like he should be the one protecting her. edmund was scared, yes, but he’d get through it, his expression of shock being replaced with a more neutral one.

“  then it’s people from all around.  “   he spoke, beginning to try to understand where he was with the help of the other man. if there was a chance, even if small, that his family could have ended up there as well, he’d go looking for them.  “  it’s good to meet you too, chuck. “   he shook his hand for a second, nodding with a small smile.   “  so you think... wherever this is was created for us to be brought here ? as if there’s no natives ?  “

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max:

“We are in the year 2019 in Washington D.C”  Max said while waiting at his bus stop, he then looked up to see the face.  

the youngest pevensie boy was not one to call anything he saw crazy. for someone who had found a new world inside his WARDROBE, and became king of said world along with his siblings, mundane things were simply trivial to him. but at that, he couldn’t help but widen his eyes in complete shock.   “  o-oh... well, uhm.  “   he blinked what felt like a million times while looking at that exact copy of him.   “  you’re- who are you ?. “

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for edmund pevensie, kurt hummel and dan cahill !!

(    *    & .    —    THE  UMBRELLA  ACADEMY  SENTENCE  STARTERS .

‘  you’re  are  depraving  some  village  of  their  idiot .  ’

‘  i  miss you .  i  miss  you  every  day  that  i’m  not  with  you .  ’

‘  i  didn’t  think  it  was  possible  to  miss  a  person  this  much .  ’

‘  if  you  love  music  then  you’re  in  the  right  place .  ’

‘  the  ties  that  bind  you  together  make  you  stronger  than  you  are  alone .  ’

‘  i  can’t  just  call  him  in  the  afterlife  and  be  like ,  ‘ can  you  please  stop  playing  tennis  with  hitler  for  a  moment  and  take  a  quick  call ? ’  ’

‘  get  up .  we’re  going  to  save  the  world .  ’

‘  it’s  not  spandex ,  it’s  leather .  and  you  used  to  like  it .  a  lot ,  if  i  recall .  ’

‘  we  can  accomplish  anything  when  we  accept  responsibility  together .  this  is  what  creates  trust .  ’

‘  you  never  know  when  to  stop ,  do  you ?  ’

‘  you  got  enough  material  for  your  sequel  yet ?  ’

‘  i  bet  you’re  loving  this ,  hm ?  the  team  at  it’s  best .  it’s  just  like  old  times .  ’

‘  he  hated  children  too  and  he  had  plenty  of  us .  ’

‘  if  you  believe  in  yourself ,  just  once ,  great  things  are  gonna  happen  for  you .  ’

‘  i  know  that  i  let  you  down ,  but  i  could  do  anything  for  you .  ’

‘  you  know ,  i  liked  you  a  lot  better  before  you  got  laid .  ’

‘  oh  yeah ,  it  is  your  skirt .  i  found  it  in  your  room .  it’s  a  little  dated ,  but  it’s  very  breathy  on  the …  bits .  ’

‘  you’re  the  most  important  person  in  the  world  to  me .  ’

‘  best .  funeral .  ever !  ’

‘  sometimes  men  are  unredeemable  shits .  ’

‘  we  were …  we  were  just  kids .  little  kids .  ’

‘  we  all  came  home .  since  we’re  here ,  we  might  as  well  save  the  world .  ’

‘  i’ve  decided  you’re  the  only  one  i  can  trust .  ’

‘  if  you’re  raised  to  believe  that  nothing  about  you  is  special ,  if  the  benchmark  is  extraordinary ,  what  do  you  do  if  you’re  not ?  ’

‘  eternal  peace  is  probably  overrated .  ’

‘  we  all  wanted  to  be  loved  by  a  man  incapable  of  giving  love .  ’

‘  one  grows  used  to  things ,  even  if ,  sometimes  one  shouldn’t .  ’

‘  look ,  you  wanna  pay  your  respects ?  go  ahead .  but  at  least  be  honest  about  the  kind  of  man  he  was .  ’

‘  you  of  all  people  should  be  on  my  side .  he  had  to  send  you  a  million  miles  away .  that’s  how  much  he  couldn’t  stand  the  sight  of  you .  ’

‘  i  feel  like  we  should  stop  him ,  but  then  again  i  also  just  kinda  wanna  see  what  happens .  ’

‘  you  make  me  want  to  wake  up  each  day  and  you’re  in  my  dreams  every  night .  ’

‘  you  also  told  me  that  licking  a  nine  volt  battery  would  give  me  pubes .  ’

‘  i’m  just  gonna  go  murder  mom ,  i’ll  be  right  back .  ’

‘  last  time  we  tried  to  stop  it ,  we  all  died .  what  makes  this  time  any  different ?  ’

‘  we  actually  have  the  chance  of  saving  the  lives  of  billions  of  people .  ’

‘  it  wasn’t  his  fault  ‘cause  he  was  ridiculously  high ,  right ?  and  the  girl ,  she  thought  he  was  a  furry …  ’

‘  i  think  maybe  you’re  the  only  person  who  really  knows  who  i  am  and  still  likes  me  anyway .  ’

‘  you  don’t  get  to  blame  your  problems  on  anyone  but  yourself .  ’

‘  we  didn’t  choose  this  life .  we’re  just  living it .  ’

‘  than  christ  he’s  not  our  real  father ,  so  we  couldn’t  inherit  those  cold ,  dead  eyes .  ’

‘  you  don’t  have  to  apologize  just  for  existing .  ’

‘  when  something  seems  to  perfect ,  it’s  usually  anything  but .  ’

‘  all  the  what - if’s  start  to  haunt  you .  ’

‘  i’m  done  playing  their  games .  i’m  ready  for  a  change .  ’

‘  i  would  love  to  play  cops  and  robbers ,  wear  a  mask ,  and  feel  important ,  but  guess  what ?  recess  is  over .  it’s  grown - up  time .  ’

‘  we  have  a  great  job .  the  best  job .  we  got  it  made ,  asshole .  ’

‘  people  still  don’t  take  me  seriously .  i  wanna  be  numb  again .  ’

‘  i  stayed  because  the  world  needed  me .  ’

‘  at  least  i  make  my  own  decisions .  ’

‘  i  have  been  left  out  of  everything  for  as  long  as  i  can  remember .  ’

‘  nowhere  to  go .  no  way  to  change .  ’

‘  but  now ,  i  know  nothing  in  my  life  was  real .  so  i’m  starting  over .  ’

‘  you  do  whatever  it  takes  to  survive .  or  you  die .  ’

‘  i  don’t  belong  anywhere ,  thanks  to  you !  you  made  me  a  killer !  ’

‘  i’ve  done  unimaginable  things ,  things  you  couldn’t  even  comprehend ,  just  to  get  back  here  and  save  you .  ’

‘  she  needs  our  help  and  we  can’t  do  that  if  she’s  locked  in  a  cage .  ’

‘  i  mean ,  it  must  be  scary .  terrifying ,  really .  to  discover  that  you  can  do  something  that  you  never  thought  you  could  do .  ’

‘  it’s  not  difficult  to  accept ,  it’s  impossible  to  accept !  ’

‘  what  are  you  still  doing  here ?  we’re  trying  to  have  a  serious  conversation .  ’

‘  what’s  going  on  with  you ?  and  don’t  tell  me  everything  is  alright  because  i  saw  you  in  there .  you  were  crying  like  a  baby .  ’

‘  you  saved  my  life !  ’

‘  i  don’t  want  them  to  see  me  like  this .  besides ,  you  know ,  i’d  just  hold  them  back .  ’

‘  how  about  we  ask  him  after  we  kill  him ?  ’

‘  maybe  they’ll  brood  each  other  to  death .   ’

‘  you’re  a  real  sick  bastard .  ’

‘  would  you  stop  it ?  why  are  you  putting  this  shit  in  your  body ?  ’

‘  he  must  have  been  a  very  special  person  to  put  up  with  your  weird - ass  shit .  ’

‘  you  were  my  greatest  disappointment .  you  only  scratched  the  surface  of  what  you  were  capable  of .  ’

‘  i  lost  someone .  the  only …  the  only  person  i’ve  ever  truly  loved  more  than  myself .  ’

‘  you  know ,  before  you  kill  him ,  you  might  want  to  hear  what  he  has  to  say .  ’

‘  we  all  came  home .  since  we’re  here , we  might  as  well  save  the  world .  ’

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WARNING : watch out for minor the 39 clues spoilers !!

was that TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET? oh no no, that was just DANIEL “DAN” CAHILL, a CANON CHARACTER from THE 39 CLUES. they are EIGHTEEN years old and ARE aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here?

in true honesty, for about 15 minutes once i start interactions with him. 

what is your character’s job ?

dan is a high school student and, as a madrigal, he also has the job of keeping his family from being at each other’s throats all the time, which he perhaps doesn’t take so seriously.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom ? 

from a time period between the tenth book of the 39 clues, into the gauntlet, and the first book of cahills vs vespers, the medusa plot.

has any magic affected your character ?

so far, none at all !! he sometimes forget a few things from his past, which is odd for someone with photographic memory, but nothing to worry about.

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know !!

for this one, i have nothing to say here !! thank you for reading until here and, as always, please im me or ask for my discord to plot.

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CLOSED STARTER for @luminousmuses​ ( edmund and caspian ). 

edmund pevensie used to be a boy who did not deal well with staying in the presence of someone whose abilities were as good or better than his. that behavior of his only began to show improvement after he met aslan, someone or something who changed the lives of all pevensie siblings, but edmund in a more subtle kind of way. because of that, he had managed to grow feelings for king caspian more positive than just admiration and even envy. edmund loved caspian as if he was FAMILY, and he was completely certain that if they ever spent time together for long, he’d include caspian’s name on his list of christmas gift cards. so, meeting his friend who he hadn’t seen in so long brought immense joy to him, a smile on his lips as he tapped caspian’s shoulder.   “  i assume your grace isn’t immune to portals. “   he teased in a playful voice, a soft chuckle slipping through his lips.  “  caspian !! i can’t believe you’re here too. you look exactly like last time on the dawn treader ! has any time gone by to you ? it’s been years for me. i missed you. “

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it was of mutual understanding between him and himself that kurt always needed a bagel after class. he had taken one to go and started eating on his way home, trying his hardest not to get anything on his uniform because it would be a pain to wash it later and he still had unfinished homework. that afternoon, or any to be exact, the boy was not expecting to be recognized by someone on the streets who spoke with him as if they were old friends. and the blonde girl was familiar in a way he could not explain, eyes blinking multiple times as he tried to follow her pace.  “   uhm, hi ! do i know you ? i think so since you know my name.... are we neighbors, maybe ? i’m horrible with names, i’m so sorry. “   

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a few years ago, quinn fabray would never have even dreamed of being happy to see anybody from glee club. but now they were like her family and, after being here for three months on her own, there was nothing but relief when she laid eyes on a familiar face. “kurt… hey, wait up,” she called out, a grin on her face as she hurried to catch up to her friend, slowing when she fell into step beside him. “finally. where are the others? are they with you?” she paused. “how long have you been here?” she asked, realising she was firing question after question at him but she was too happy to finally have someone she knew here. 

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her response surprised him. she wasn’t from there either, so perhaps she could have also been in the train he had taken in england before being teleported to flipping washington out of all places ? and into the future, way into the future. edmund wondered if another version of himself was still alive in 2019, or if he seized to exist the moment he was brought there.  “ you were also taken here....  “  he replied, quiet understanding shown on his features while he looked at her, trying to comprehend their situation.  “ where are you from ? is it england ? “

it had been rare for lydia to be at all happy during her months in the new house at first, even upon meeting the maitlands, who had become a family to her, a family she always wanted. it was hard to be at all happy when your own father wouldn’t acknowledge anything that happened, thinking he could shrug it away with silence, throw a life coach at his daughter rather than dealing with anything himself. but, she’d grown happier at the end- in a way, she had two sets of parents, and she could manage a break of a smile upon arriving home. but then she’d been taken here, a little glummer once more. as a person spoke at her, she slowly turned around, face unflinching in morbidity. “twenty-nineteen.” she spoke in a simple fashion, her words short. “washington d.c. not in the sticks anymore. different time, different place. for the both of us”.