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#bram being literally the cutest™ #what’s new

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Spotted at Grand Central, bags in hand, {KEIYNAN LONSDALE}. No, that’s a mistake. It’s {BLAINE ANDERSON}, they are a {CANON} and come from {GLEE}. They are {TWENTY-TWO} and I’ve heard they are {OPTIMISTIC}, as well {SELF-ABSORBED}. They happen to hold {NO} memories. Don’t believe me? See for yourself. Lucky for us, {stormy} sent us proof.

Welcome to New York City, Blaine Anderson! Call me superstitious, but I’ve got a feeling you’re not here by coincidence. Please send in your character account within 24 hours and make sure to go through everything on our checklist. Thanks for the tip, Stormy!

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These scenes are just so similar making my heart break. Shameless 5x12 Supernatural 8x23

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AnnaSophia Robb

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That’s what I’ve been working on this whole time.

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Violet looked up from her research and smiled at the girl with her light blue eyes trained on the girl’s kind face. “Yes, I like it here more than at my school. It’s too stuffy there.” Violet held out a hand for the other woman to shake, sitting up straight. “I’m Violet Baudelaire. It’s very nice to meet you.” Violet said in her most polite voice, the way her parents had told her to greet people if they showed you any sort of kindness. 

“Despite our different subjects of study, I’m sure two heads are better than one if you’d like my help in any way, I’d be more than willing to help you. I only ask that you one day return the favor. I only mean, I don’t need help with this particular assignment at the moment.” Violet offered a smile. “So, what sort of performing do you do?” Of course, Violet had her guard up, knowing that any sort of performer was bound to be a trap from Olaf. She really hoped this wasn’t the case here, but she would have to test the other to make sure the coast was clear.

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“Afraid I don’t.” Billy chuckled, but could tell that the girl was being serious, even though he thought it was a bit morose. “Why do you think the world is ending?” He questioned, taking his attention off the birds for a minute and moving his earphones down to wrap around his neck, the sound of fiddles playing softly through the speakers.

“Where do you belong?” He added. For all he knew, she was an escaped mental patient and he was just enabling her psychosis, but she sounded certain and that made Billy shiver. He always did tend to worry more than he should.

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luna lovegood

like if you save

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Billy assumed that he’d have a harder time in college than he did in high school, but that just wasn’t the case. In fact, he thrived.  Being around like-minded individuals who also enjoyed computers and science and everything in between, Billy finally felt like he belonged somewhere.

There was one small issue, though.

He kept having dreams about dying.

He doesn’t know why, but in his dreams, there’s a flash of light that goes into his body and then everything is still and dark. Then, he feels himself being enveloped by water, and that’s when he wakes up, gasping for air. Everything logical in him screamed that this was just stress, but a small part of him wondered if it was another life he had lived. 

He liked to go to a park bench in Madison Square Garden to feed the pigeons bits of bagels that he’d buy from Ernie’s cart. This was his routine. Routines were good. Routines were safe. Most of the time, anyway. Billy places his earphones on his head and began listening to a Patsy Kline song when he felt someone approach him, making him sigh and look up. “Can I help you?”

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“Uh, no.” Billy said awkwardly, trying to not look at the girl’s legs or pretty lips. She seemed nice, but he knew that he needed to stay focused on school and not get caught up in what other people were getting into. Scholarships didn’t just happen for no reason...or so he thought.

“I should get back to my dorm, but it was nice meeting you. Glad you didn’t get possessed or whatever.” Billy muttered, sticking his hands in his pockets and shuffling through the leaves on the sidewalk, but his ankle twisted on a covered raised end of the concrete and he stumbled awkwardly. “I’m okay.” He said to the girl behind him, limping with a bruised ego to match his possibly bruised ankle. “Uh, the city really should clean this place up.” 

daphne hadn’t been around for halloween which had been unfortunate , but she was off making a three part spook series staying overnight in haunted attractions for her youtube channel. she smiled as she recognized someone and sauntered towards them in her high heel knee high boots with a grin on red lips , “ i survived all three so called haunted sites without so much as a single possession , mind you. “ she laughed and pushed her bangs away from her face , “ enough about me , did i miss anything good while i was away ? “ 

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“That would be ill advised. You’d be missed.” Castiel stated with a serious tone, but a small smile graced his face. “I remember when humans were first learning to walk upright. Trust me, they can only go up from here.” Castiel wished that Mina saw humans the way he did, but he knew that that wouldn’t be the case, maybe ever. They were a different species. Still, at least they both had their memories. Sanities didn’t hurt, either.

 “Still, I wish people would just say what they meant instead of using tiny photos. I had a girl ask me if I could take a video of her and her boyfriend for Snapchat. I’m pretty sure I deleted something from her phone on accident.” He laughed. “Were you ever human, or were you born a vampire?” Castiel finally asked after weeks of knowing the woman. 

“If I live to see another hundred years, please do put me out of my misery.” The smile left on Mina’s mouth was dangerous - yet softer in the presence of a fond friend. She could be both monster and mortal in front of Castiel. So long as she behaved herself. “I can barely read a thing in text messages anymore. I don’t want to see what the future will be if the present is this poor.” A lie, played in humor. Mina cared to live, very much so. After all, she had survived this long. 

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“It is, is it? I don’t know. Maybe!” The Doctor rambled again with wide eyes, using her sonic to make sure the woman hadn’t been poorly affected by their collision. “A nurse. Of course you’re a nurse. Look at ya. You’re an angel! I can just tell you’re good with people!” The Doctor cocked her head with worry when she realized that she must have triggered something in the other woman. “Are you alright, love? Didn’t say somethin’ wrong, did I? I’m always sayin’ stupid things. I think. Jury’s still out.”

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At first, The Doctor was still trying to get her bearings, but there was one thing she kept with her always, and that was the memories of all her past companions. Amy was no exception to the rule. In fact, she was the one that The Doctor had missed the most at times. The flash of red hair finally got through her haziness and the accent made its way back to The Doctor causing her to smile, tears in her eyes.

“Amy? Amy, it’s you!?” The Doctor threw her arms around Amy’s shoulder’s, realizing that now she was even shorter than she used to be when standing next to Amy. “You’re in New York! The place where I thought I lost you! Stupid of me not to just backtrack my way back to ya. Kind of an idiot, I guess. Doesn’t matter, we’re together again!” She hugged the woman again and then pulled away. “Where’s Rory? Have you found him here yet? This place is a bit...dodgy or something. Not sure it’s really New York. Well, it is, but not really.” She missed this. Explaining things to Amy.

“Oh! I have new friends to travel with. They’re....not here, though.” She said glumly. “But you are! And you’re still ginger! Thought you’d be old by now, but glad to see I’m wrong. Won’t happen again, though.” The Doctor said cheerfully.

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“Then I suppose you should have my number. Wait...was that a flirtation to get my number?” He said with a squint of his eyes. He really didn’t know who was being flirty and who was being helpful anymore. Earth was strange. Even after ten years of being here. “Hello, Anne.” He said bringing out his phone so that he could exchange numbers. It would be nice to have a network of people looking for his friends if he were to be stuck in New York for whatever reason he was being held there. “Uh...do you think this place is a little..odd?” He tried to ask the question as if he were Sam or Dean giving an interview.

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