#( VERSE : ONE.

[klaeus]

@petitsdieu.

ㅤㅤ❛❛  at the risk of sounding ungrateful, this pub is rather lacking in entertainment value, love. might i suggest a change in scenery? ❜❜

[timechange]

Marty can’t help but smile when, out of the corner of his eye, he sees @ensnchekov stretch and yawn.

“Hey, Pasha,” he greets, gesturing with his free hand to the sky just starting to lighten, his other hand keeping snugly hold of the truck’s steering wheel, eyes fixed on the highway ahead. “We still got a while if you wanna go back to sleep.”

[vingtiemes]

@dreamsofalife inquires: “isn’t it beautiful here, tintin? the air is golden.”

ENCHANTED APRIL SENTENCE STARTERS. always accepting.

The boy reporter was standing on the deck of the vacation cottage, the ocean just on the horizon, and for once thinking of nothing but the salted air in his lungs and the sun on his skin.

"Yes, it's marvelous, isn't it?"

He turns to face his friend, smile almost as brilliant as their newfound surroundings. For all he adored, in the Captain's words, 'gallivanting about and getting into trouble' and going on adventures, he had to say that a holiday was very welcome (especially after the last few weeks they'd had).

"How are you settling in, Shy?" he asks. "What is it you want to do first? I was thinking I'd like to take a walk on the beach. Maybe we could go for a swim after lunch? And perhaps the Captain could--"

From inside the house, he hears a familiar BLISTERING BARNACLES! and the sound of the Captain's suitcase tumbling down the stairs. There's grumbling and the sound of heavy footsteps, then footsteps punctuated by thuds as the Captain painstakingly drags the suitcase back up to the top of the stairs. Tintin bites his bottom lip, fighting a laugh, as he continues.

"--perhaps he'd like to join us once he's, erm... unpacked."

[tellwolves]

@inrovina

" hey, xee, thanks for visiting. i know you don't like hospitals. " understatement of the century. to ease some tension, he shakes xeno's hand where they've got their fingers laced together on the bedspread. " it's alright. i don't, either. "

[denniisa]

@clockturned sent : grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving. ( from mac )

they were storming out, or at least that's what they were intending to do. that was until mac had reached his hand over to gently wrap around their wrist, stopping dennis in their tracks. he turns on his heels, whipping around to face the other, jaw clenched and lips twitching as his eyes narrow. "i'm done listening to this, mac." he states firmly, but he doesn't pull his wrist free from mac's grasp.

mac had been talking about johnny again, and dennis was unable to ignore the shame that began to bubble up inside of him. quickly the shame morphed into anger ... it was easier to process it that way. instead of focusing on what they did wrong, they would focus on how ridiculous it was that mac was still talking about johnny like it was someone else. they would focus on mac's weaknesses rather than focusing on their own.

"you really are the most idiotic man i know." they comment, twisting the knife in hopes that it would stop this. they still haven't moved, their wrist still in mac's grip ( was he always this warm ?? ). they could ignore the shame, sure, but it was pretty damn difficult to ignore the fluttering of his heart when mac's fingers wrapped around their wrist. eyes roll, faking confidence, driving it home with a small 'tisk'. "now let me go, and stop talking about 'johnny' in front of me."

[failmilias]

With a groan, the lump of limbs lying prostrate on the couch that once was Dominic Alexander Holmes shifts.

Weakly, he raises an arm, letting it fall over his eyes and points accusatorially at @bridgeirton .

“We,” he begins, wagging his finger bonelessly in Anthony’s general direction, “will never speak of this again. M’brain’s leaked out my ears.”

A thought occurs and his arm slides off his face. Dominic squints at Anthony blearily.

“You’re in one piece, right? Dad’ll kill me if I’ve broken the ninth Viking whatever the fuck. Not to mention Eli.” // starter call!

[starsdreamed]

@ofstarfleet wonders: i’ve had people out, trying to find you everywhere. why did you worry us like that?

STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION. always accepting.

"...Worry?" Asa repeats, blinking as his head cants to the left. The young boy knows that the captain's words are true-- worry, anger, and fear are all swirling in their eyes-- but he's confused. He was always on his own back home and none of the Dreamers minded, so--

"You couldn't tell, could you?" he murmurs, remorse radiating from him and flowing into the surrounding air at the realization. Remembering that he has to be more clear, he continues. "That I was alright?... Back home they could. They always knew. They still do," he elaborates. The idea that people light years away know more about him-- his thoughts, his feelings-- than the crew right in front of him is so strange.

"I'm sorry," Asa apologizes, genuine. "I thought you knew, too." After a moment, the boy looks up at the captain. "Do you want me to tell you next time, before I go?" he asks, before echoing something Doctor McCoy had told him. "Use my words?"

[winchestyr]

@azrahel, sc.

ㅤㅤ❝ this is the part where you leave. ❞

[curiosityshop]

"Well, it's been a funny day, Your Honor, that's for sure," MacGyver returns, leaning back in his chair and looking at @choicescreen , smile equal parts kind and bone tired. "Want to go through it again or call it a night? We could swap card tricks instead." // starter call!

[quantumleapt]

@khaloymes dreams: 💭 for a starter from my wishlist + 🥰 for a fluff starter

TO MEME THE IMPOSSIBLE MEME. always accepting.

"You don't have to stay with me, Johnnie," Sam begins, offering a fond smile over the cup of tea, which he takes from the younger with a murmured thanks.

He's not exactly sure what he's here to do yet, but he knows even this early in the leap that there are some problems, problems that Johnnie knows all too well. Being in pain constantly is a strange sensation for Sam; he doesn't think he'll ever be used to the dull ache thrumming just under his skin. He's quiet for a moment, noticing how arms, knees, ankles, fingertips, among others, pulsate and blossom in random intervals and at varying intensities. There's a knot in the back of his shoulders and one in his hip, lumps of burning coal that won't be tamped down into embers.

"...But, uh, thank you, y'know... for being here." His smile turns softer, hazel eyes crinkling at the corner as he carefully moves over on the couch, making room for Johnnie beside him, one half of the blanket ready to spread over the other's lap and legs.

"...What do you do on your bad days? I wanna know for next time you're hurting."

[helleyed]

@appleyed, " don't be naked. i'm coming in. "

ㅤㅤshe'd sort of heard her coming before she'd even reached the door, enhanced hearing coming in handy yet again. she snorts at annie's words, looking up from her phone. ❝ you do know you're supposed to say that before you open the door, right? ❞ she asks, bemused as said door creaks open and the blonde peeks in. ❝ thought i raised you with better manners than this, ❞ she continues, head shaking in mock disappointment. she's completely kidding, of course - about the better manners part, at least. ❝ luckily for you, i'm already fully dressed. ❞

[klaeus]

@webheadedhero / sc.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ tell me, have you ever heard the saying silence is golden? ❜❜ a rather polite way to ask someone to stop talking, in his opinion.

[timechange]

"You'd do that, @oddlies ...? Thank you! I know it's short notice, but..."

[vingtiemes]

@oddlies inquires: regress

(BABY) BOY REPORTER. always accepting.

"C'est d'accord," the little boy reassures, "I'm not lost. I'm exploring!"

He swings his legs off the bench, his attention returning to the people coming and going on their journeys around the park.

"Do you think they're all having adventures?" he asks Irene after a moment, blue eyes bright. "It's probably someone's birthday today, and maybe quelqu'un d'autre is going to go feed the ducks."

[tellwolves]

@inrovina

he shakes the outline of the shoulder beneath the covers.

" oi. lazybones. get up. pastries from the bakery 'cross the street. "

[klaeusd]

@cinler, sc.

ㅤㅤ❛ art is the only beauty that endures. ❜