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Captain America: Civil War (2016) dir. Joe & Anthony Russo

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It is always different! It’s always complicated. And at some point someone has to draw the line and that is always going to be me. You… you get down on me for cutting myself off, but, in the end, the Slayer is always cut off. There’s no mystical guide book, no all knowing council. Human rules don’t apply. There’s only me. I am the law.

get to know me meme [2/15] female characters ♡ buffy summers (buffy the vampire slayer)

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I’m a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch ♪

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hello !! I figured that it’s time to do a starter call. so if you’d like to interact with any of my characters ( listed below and on my page under heart tab ) then please give this a like !! if you’re a mumu, list which character of yours and mine you’d like to interact. if you don’t put any, i’ll just randomize it. also, big note, if you want to plot just hop into my IM.

abby griffin ( the 100 )

buffy summers ( buffy the vampire slayer )

claire novak ( supernatural )

effy stonem ( skins uk )

harley quinn ( dc )

rebekah mikaelson ( the vampire diaries / the originals )

sam wilson ( marvel )

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closed starter // @rcwrittcndcstiny

  drizzle slowly dropped from the sky, the ground yet to be aware of the storm yet to come; if there was one. the slayer had been forced to participate ( slay ) in multiple rainstorms, earthquakes, gosh you name it. one might think nothing would have surprised the blonde haired woman, but alas, something always did. she was still human, after all. the humanity inside which led buffy to want to seek normalcy ( as she once did ) needing a desperate break from all of the pressure of being who she is. an only downside to this predicament was not being able to check on her sister. she could only image the trouble little sis would get into if the idea of the gang watching her didn’t set some comfort. maybe they’d appear too ?? it was a hope. “ following people isn’t exactly a kind gesture. “ she said, stopping in her tracks after sensing a presence. “ actually, it’s not a gesture at all. “ aside from a creepy one; preparing to grab something from the inside of her jacket. after everything, it was hard to put a trusting hand forward. 

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closed starter // @reminiscisms

  damn cell service seemed to be on the fritz ( typical ) however, the non mundane part of him suggested it never was functional. why would they give someone like him an out ?? sure, it is known that his friends could still be alive ( that’s what the promise entailed ) but he had only seen one. one was enough, but he couldn’t help but worry about all of them; especially his team. caps team. his instincts led him to hit the device against his knee in a near frustration over it before halting - too many watchful eyes. something that never boded well for the former recruit. “ they could have at least given me a working one. “ he finally said, knowing he meant real but didn’t want any unneeded questions. without looking up, he heard footsteps and continued to fiddle, “ i’m about ten seconds from flicking this into oblivion.” a joke, his tone and smile indicated such. “ hey, man, do you have a working one ?? “

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closed starter // @spellsfm

  wayward sisters. the words alone had struck a cord inside of the petite woman before even setting foot on the resort. something that had been promised ( were they family ?? ) or was she doomed to forever end up in temporary homes ?? answers remained uncertain with each passing day, but a shred of hope continued to appear despite it. all claire ever wanted was to be emerged in a families embrace but until then the tough exterior ( was it even an exterior ?? ) and the braveness continued to strive. that exact attitude is what had led her to walk down a semi-creepy and darkly lit road. no one seemed to be in sight. “ this is a first. “ mumbling the words before quickly turning in the direction of a noise. “ who’s there ?? “ tone laced with defensiveness while her face showed worry. “ I said, who is there ?? “ maybe it was no one - could be, which is why she let her guard down and continued on slowly down the sidewalk.

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closed starter // @wclfblocd

  " you think for a resort, they’d have a limit on guests. “ she mused, not minding to whom was on the receiving end of the statement. being far too preoccupied with everyone else that had been in the surrounding area. the numbers never ceased to amaze her, though, she couldn’t quite figure out why her attention was always somewhere ( as if she were looking ) but what for ?? the original let out a breathless sigh. “ from what I recall read things used to be much simpler. “ and not to mention less inclusive. 

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closed starter // @findinghcme

  the roof had always been a place of comfort ( being outside ) despite what the woman’s pale complexion would suggest. there were memories - dreams, about how she would spend hours perched on a dock just suntanning. if only she knew whether it had been real or just a dream which fooled her. with a blanket on her lap, eyes directed towards sudden movement. “ not much for crowds either ?? “ was the only thing she said, leaning back in the chair and wrapping her fingers around the lace on the blanket on her lap.

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closed starter // @tragicies

  when a person walks through the day, they eventually ask themselves if anything else could go wrong ( on a bad day, of course ) and the answer is almost always yes. that is what the young woman had noticed, especially with the aftermaths of the afternoon. slim, pale fingers were brought to her cheek nearly hissing at the pain under her breath. maybe it would be wise to see a doctor, bandage it up - she was too stubborn, not wanting to admit the pain was there in the first place. coming up to a seat bench she quickly turned a heel and plopped right down without any disregard for who was near. the few strangers that glanced by ( almost horrified ) sparked some irritation. “ what ?? “ claire finally said folding her arms across her chest. “ haven’t you even see a girl with a battle wound ?? “ more like a wound from protecting someone being bullied.

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hello !! I figured that it’s time to do a starter call. so if you’d like to interact with any of my characters ( listed below and on my page under heart tab ) then please give this a like !! if you’re a mumu, list which character of yours and mine you’d like to interact. if you don’t put any, i’ll just randomize it. also, big note, if you want to plot just hop into my IM.

buffy summers ( buffy the vampire slayer )

claire novak ( supernatural )

effy stonem ( skins uk )

harley quinn ( dc )

rebekah mikaelson ( the vampire diaries / the originals )

sam wilson ( marvel )

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another meme that i won’t finish: twelve characters — elizabeth ‘effy’ stonem.

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  promises of a family reunited ( even da ) is what had driven the youngest stonem to the resort, a promise which seemed to come up empty. why would that have been a surprise ?? from what could be remembered, life had been filled with disappointment, abandonment, and most of it had been caused by her own doing. lips parted as if to sigh, however, all effy did was bring a well rolled spliff to her mouth. after a few moments of trying to use the lighter with no avail ( then came the sigh ) before going out of her semi-comfort zone and seeking assistance from the first face to cross her path. “ excuse me. " raising her voice ever so slightly to gain attention, “ do you happen to have a light ?? "

it’s the middle of the night — why is riley walking outside her home at this hour, one might ask ?? the nightmares, of course. all six them in the exact same pattern bring cold sweat to the platnum blonde’s forehead, bolting to and upright position within her bed in a moment of terror, clasping her chest in aid of steady breathing. tonight, the sky is dark and the star shine brightly, and indication of a sunny day tomorrow. it’s a notion of thought used to distract riley’s mind, rather than focusing on why she pads down the sidewalk on her lonesome. 

open starter !!

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  getting behind the bar had been easy - well, after the bartender got a few hits to the head, of course. what could she say ?? the service was too slow and how else was she supposed to get to know people. “ manners. " she said, nearly snapping back at the woman who had approached. “ they’d do wonders for ya, buttercup. " placing the bourbon down on the counter as a wide eyed smile appeared. “ you know, I do listen to peoples problems for a living. "

katherine  knew  that  her  memories  of  nadia  had  to  be  fake.  she  remembered  her  baby  being  all  grown  up,  there  was  no  way  she  could  have  been  a  child  in  this  day  &  age  —  yet  those  were  her  memories  from  before  she  came  here.  she  was  phenomenally  ticked  off.  young  or  old,  she  had  to  find  her  daughter.  ❝  bourbon, now.  ❞  she  ordered  to  the  bartender,  her  expression  clearly  indicating  that  she  was  in  no  good  mood.

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  being underneath the scorching sun for hours on end had been nothing new to the california native. even in ( the smallest town ever ) sunnydale there had been a beach, given it was far, but it was something. it was difficult to not find the way to the sandy shore, and luckily she had been in time to enjoy the warm colors of the sky. “ yeah. " buffy responded softly, in contemplative thought. the sight always had been relaxing while everything else around her was chaotic. “ I can’t remember the last time I went in the water. "

rey found herself trying to get away from the small heatwave that was being felt today. so she made her ways to the beach. she was walking along the shoreline wanting to feel the cool water on her feet, she finally sat down and stared at the horizon. she spotted someone not far away and decided to make conversation, ❛ there’s something soothing about watching the waves roll in, don’t you think? ❜