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[elisuttons]

“  and  i’m  just  ,  like  ,  over  it  ,  you  know  ?  like  ...  i’m  just,  like  ...  like,  this  is  exhausting.  you  know  ?  ”  a  long  suffering  sigh  succeeds  the  taylor  swift  reference,  thin  fingers  toying  idly  with  his  hair.  bracing  a  foot  against  the  desk,  he  pushes  until  the  chair  is  balancing  precariously  on  its  back  legs.  the  old  chair  creaks  beneath  the  uneven  distribution  of  weight,  like  sirens  before  a  tornado  and  he’s  content  to  be  swept  away.  “  i’m  tired  of  the  fighting.  it’s  not  even  worth  it  anymore.  i’m  so  tired  of  feeling  hurt  and  rejected  by  someone  who  i  thought  i’d  be  with  forever.  &  i’d  just  rather  ,  like  ,  if  we’re  done  ,  she  just  SAID  SO.  like  ,  it  shouldn’t  be  this  hard.  it’s  fine  if  you  like  someone  else  ,  just  be  upfront  about  it  ,  right  ?  don’t  waste  my  time.  i  deserve  to  spend  my  nights  with  someone  who  values  me  just  as  much  as  i  value  them  ,  you  know  ?  not  a  ––––  a  c  a  t  who’d  rather  sleep  in  my  roomate’s  bed  than  mine  !  ”  reaching  a  tentative  conclusion  to  his  tippi  rant  ,  eli  lets  out  the  huff  that  broke  the  camel’s  back  ;  or  his,  depending  on  where  you’re  standing.  it’s  the  simple  expulsion  of  air  that  tips  the  chair’s  scales  and  send  him  falling.  “  wh  ––––  shit  ,  shit  ,  going  down  ,  going  down  !!!  ”  the  erratic  flailing  of  arms  does  nothing  but  push  him  back  faster,  sending  him  tumbling  to  the  ground  with  an  inhuman  screech.  the  world  turns  several  times  before  it  rights  itself,  and  he  quickly  scrambles  onto  uneven  footing  ,  waving  an  accusatory  arm  around  the  space.  “  THERE’S  A  GHOST  IN  THE  OFFICE  !  ”

[micvhisms]

with a character-typical dramatic flair, micah rips the door open with a scowl. “ what the FUCK took you so long ? i told you this was an emergency. ava and noah, move. this is your fault, you beasts. ” unsuccessfully shooing the twins from the door, micah leads the other in, kicking the door closed behind them. they make it maybe halfway to the kitchen before he stops and turns to face them, far too late to hide the situation peeking out behind him. “ i ... made a pinterest account. out of curiosity. and found recipes. ” he risks a glance behind him. just over his shoulder, the kitchen is visible, with its stove and counters stuffed with an array of different foods. multi-colored cakes, gluten-free risottos, vegan macaroons, flax seed burgers, and that was all made within the first hour. “ take some of this food. eat it, throw it at a homeless person, i don’t give a shit. i just need it g o n e. ”

[itskimibitch]

“ i ... am hungover. ” whoever said getting blackout drunk the night before a shift wouldn’t have adverse effects was a goddamn liar. kimi sits gingerly in her seat, careful not to make a single unnecessary noise. “ i think i fucked a frat boy last night. i might’ve tried to sell lana on ebay. some mistakes were made. ” the biggest mistake being that she apparently failed, but that’s neither here nor there. she takes a scalding sip of her black coffee, already regretting her decision to come into work today. with a deep frown, she looks to the person nearest to her. “ why am i here again ? ”

[brycekngs]

bryce, honestly, never expected to return to the mysterybusters. after everything that happened with damaris and their second trip to silverwood, he thought it was just best if he left the group all together. it took him a while to realize that it wasn’t the best idea he’s had, so with much reluctance, he reached out to daniel to discuss the idea of him coming back. daniel, being the good person that he was, immediately agreed, even giving bryce the most daniel welcome back speech he’s ever heard before catching him up on the past year in the lives of the mysterybusters. it was a lot, but really, what did he expect. he arrives at their office and peeks his head in, seeing many of the familiar faces of his friends before fully entering, a box of his things in his hands as he clears his throat.  “  hey guys,  ”  it was very awkward but he manages to brush it off smoothly,  “  can anyone point me in the direction of the nearest empty desk?  ”

[natethemanny]

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 !

“  i  would  just  like  to  say  something  that  i  should  have  said  before  ,  which  is  i’m  sorry  .  ”  his  words  came  out  heart  felt  as  he  sat  in  head  quarters  with  the  other  .  “  i’m  sorry  for  not  being  the  babysitter  you  all  needed  because  you  clearly  needed  one  .  ”  pausing  to  take  a  sip  of  his  coffee  ,  his  leg  bounced  in  pent  up  frustration  for  being  sentenced  to  another  year  of  overseeing  this  group  .  “  i   mean  ,  i  mostly  blame  myself  for  the  misfortunes  you’ve  had  since  i  was  thrown  into  this  little  team  because  i  know  better  and  could’ve  done  something  to  stop  you  from  nearly  getting  yourselves  killed  again  ––––  you  guys  are  obviously  stupid  .  ”  reaching  forward  ,  he  set  his  mug  down  and  stretched  back  on  the  couch  ,  not  even  bothered  by  how  rude  he  was  to  the  kids  .  “  i  just  want  you  to  know  i’m  going  to  do  better  this  year  .  if  not  for  you  then  for  me  .  ”

[yalikeghosts]

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫  !

 bursting  into  hq  ,  verena  kept  looking  over  her  shoulder  for  fear  of  being  followed  .  a  squeak  ripping  from  her  throat  as  she  collided  with  the  other  .  “  there’s  a  good  chance  i  may  have  committed  some  light  burglary  with  just  a  hint  of  breaking  and  entering  .  ”  she  blurts  out  before  collapsing  on  the  sofa  at  head  quarters  .  she’d  been  more  than  just  a  little  suspicious  of  the  local  authorities  after  daniel  and  blair  were  somehow  resurrected  from  the  dead  ––––  they’d  had  a  funeral  for  them  and  everything  .  taking  it  amongst  herself  ,  she  went  into  the  station  to  interview  one  of  the  officers  who  was  at  the  crime  scene  the  night  dan  and  blair  were  attacked  and  might  have  done  some  major  snooping  when  they  stepped  out  to  take  a  call  .  pulling  a  manila  folder  from  her  bag  ,  she  tossed  it  down  on  the  coffee  table  before  looking  to  the  other  .  “  i  think  mayer  had  help  creating  daniel  and  blairs  fake  death  and  i  don’t  think  what  happened  at  silverwood  is  over  .  ”

[isaiahsm]

          “  went to the store today and saw them taking out all the pool toys and replacing them with pumpkins and costumes. ‘tis the season,  everyone.  ”

[julicnsv]

“if i were to throw a little party at my place this weekend, would you show up?” directing the question right at his friend, julian got as straight to the point as possible. “after that whole hell of finals and shit, i want to do something fun. not even a party–get the group together and have some beers. i don’t want anything too crazy. something to kick off the summer. everyone else does it, so, shit, we should too.”

[zprescott]

two more steps, and zach would have been out the door, on his way home. but he stopped himself just short of the exit to the office, and sighed. “hey,” he turned back around to the other, still hesitant to talk to them. “can i ask you something?” 

[ncomiis]

“ after a much needed trip— i do feel... better. did you guys know we have fans down in san francisco? because we do: and it’s a lot of them. i just wanted to see the bridge and visit the house from full house in peace but no that was too much to ask for. first of all, i was greeted by like ten people at the airport. it was so strange because like, we’re not even big celebrities, y’know? i’d expect something like this if we were like... i don’t know literally anyone else. anyways, after the whole airport thing i checked in to the hotel and people there were asking if i was there on an ‘investigation’. i was like “ bitch do i look like—” but cut myself off because like, i’m trying to change as a person. i need to be more carefree... relaxed... but it’s so hard doing that when people ask me stupid questions. if this is how julian, vee and kimi feel al the time i’d seriously consider for all of us not to be such dumbasses anymore. wait— what was i saying? ” naomi had rambled and branched out of her story far enough for even herself to not remember what exactly she was talking about. but it was a good sign, she was slowly ( but surely ) returning back to her normal, talkative state.

[isaiahmax-blog]

“i hate to sound like a stereotype, but i’m really gettin’ sick of these cops.” isaiah mused aloud, as he sat on the couch in headquarters, head in his hands. he was exhausted from the events of last night, even though he hadn’t even been drinking, or doing anything too wild. he could only imagine how zach, or micah felt. “i need a distraction.” he rubbed at his eyes sleepily. “how would you feel about maybe doing some q&a about beyond the grave with me?”

[ashcohens]

ashley’s jaw dropped as she realized what she had just clicked on . “holy shit,” she murmured, eyes lighting up as she looked across the table at her company. “someone just dm’d me a link to a ton of fanfic people have written about beyond the grave.” her eyes skimmed through the titles, finally deciding on one. “listen to this, ‘i still hate you, you know that?’ elijah gasped out after they finally broke for air, and he roughly shoved isaiah back on the mattress to make quick work of the button of his jeans, and smirked when he heard isaiah curse under his breath when he pulled down the zipper slowly, agonizingly.” dissolving into laughter, she turned her laptop so the other could read. (xx)

[micvhisms]

micah reclaimed a seat by the fire, dropping his head into his good hand. he would smother the fire once everyone was safe and inside the van. for now, it provided a bit of comfort and solidarity. naomi was right. every time they tried to do something good and fun, it turned into a disaster. no one had died this time, but he almost wished someone had. he felt like it would’ve been an improvement from the anxiety & fear coiling its way around his stomach and worming its way up his throat. he could hardly breathe through it, but he’d long since grown accustomed to choking down acid. with every day that passed, he grew more and more used to it. he was brought out of his musings by the sound of footsteps coming towards him. his eyes snapped up, too alert, and it took him a minute to relax at the sight of his coworker.    ❛ i wasn’t kidding, you know. you should sleep in the van. ❜  

[itskimibitch]

❛ coffee? ❜   back in seattle, it was back to business as usual. back to kissing ass, and wasting her time and money on these people. whatever it takes, she reminded herself, beaming at the mysterybuster in front of her.   ❛ no donuts today, i’m sorry. i was kind of rushing. ❜  

[natethemanny]

          nathan wasn’t sure why he had gotten his hopes up. as he strode out of the deans office, his usual scowl in place, he was set to stay with the mysterybusters until they disbanded or he finished his masters program. which ever came first. he’d done a pretty good job of making himself scarce at the end of the school year. coming up with every excuse in the book to get him out of his buster duties, but now that the school year has come to a close and the teams netflix show just now starting, he was out of excuses and in for a excruciatingly long summer. pushing through the doors to headquarters nate made his way to his usual spot, dropping his messenger bag on the table before clapping his hands. “ welp kids, it’s your lucky day ! you get to keep me as a supervisor for the whole summer ! ” his tone was drenched in sarcasm and his excited expression instantly dropped before he took his seat and began retrieving his laptop.

[yalikeghosts]

“ so, what have i missed ? ” verena asked as she plopped down on the couch within headquarters for the first time since they returned. taking a break to get her shit together was exactly what she needed and though she was still recovering from their trip from hell, both mentally and physically, she could feel herself returning to her normal self. “ glad to see the building hasn’t burned to the ground in my absence. ”