the shock that comes from dick’s eyes wasn’t born out of the realization that someone else was up and about at the current time. in fact, he knew that several yards away at the other end of the beach, there were other people. a family, it had looked like, some brothers that practically looked like REPLICAS of one another, all having the time of their life. their parents were somewhere and if the time wasn’t so late, it would’ve been almost normal. the point being: something had turned the life of much of the island upside down.

but, as far as he could tell, no one really had a WORD FOR IT. his nightmares were incredibly strange but given his weird eating habits, he frequently had strange dreams. so, this didn’t quite worry him. he was about to walk by the only other person around when he heard him speak and one glance was all it took to see the glimmer in his hands, “oh boy. is that for me ? talk about taking someone out.” probably not. but, he couldn’t really fault anyone for being so cautious.

“i don’t think anyone sleeps anymore, quite frankly.” dick half-shrugged. he worked often through the night, himself, that was the cost of business. whenever qi’ra needed him, he had to be wherever she asked. “you good ?”

Loki immediately feels suspicious of the man, though that's not really a surprise -- He didn't really trust anybody, truthfully. 

The reaction to the dagger had been seemingly less surprised than his own, nonchalant enough to immediately if he's okay right after he'd basically threatened him. "I suppose." Feeling awkward with the dagger still in his hand, he shifts on his feet, eyes focused on the sidelines rather than the stranger in front of him. 

the  sound  as  he  panicked  &  scrambled  to  acquire  his  things  brought  a  soft  smile  to  her  lips .  something  she  HID–––   something  about  stiles  so  endearing  to  erica  though  she  could  never  say  as  to  why .  often  times ,  he  infuriated  her .  a  smart  ass..  smart  in  general ;  it  was  why  she  paired  up  with  him  for  the  project .  but  regardless  of  whatever  irritation  he  brought  to  her  surface ,  erica  always  wanted  him  around .  familiar ,  comforting  &  a  DESIRE  to  watch  over  him .    ‘  everyone  has  been  having  them  stiles ,  ’   the  words  flow  through  another  sigh  ,  erica  now  realizing  she  was  slightly  out  of  breath .  readjusting  the  strap  of  her  bag ,   she  slowed  her  steps .  ‘  if  you  got  out  of  your  head  for  a  moment ,  you’d  realize  everyone  has  been  talking  about  it .  ’

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the warm summer breeze made for a nice break from the cold she was used to in her life. most of her time was spent cooped up in the studio helping her students master new techniques and routines; even her cozy apartment was frigid. it’s what she was used to from her home back in russia and it’s what made her most comfortable. despite it all however, natasha didn’t hate the warmth of the breeze brushing past her skin. she moves her gaze from the lapping waves and up to the glimmering night sky.  the stars were so bright out here compared to her little corner of the world. they glimmered and winked back at her as if they were promising some sort of change, some clarity to the repetitive nightmares. more often than not, she found herself sitting on her humble balcony after restless nights. natasha had practically memorized the location of her favorite constellations with the amount of time she spent sitting out there with liho.

she traces the sky with her gaze as the breeze picks up and carries the beach ball by her side with it. swiftly, she gets up in pursuit of the now bouncing ball as it nears what appears to be a blonde with odd colored tips. it seems she was too slow. the ball made its collision with the  unsuspecting stranger and natasha instantly feels herself fill with remorse despite not being completely at fault. it was the wind after all… “ oh god ! i’m so sorry about that- ! ”

The beach ball barely brushes up against her side, though it is enough to have her a little startled. "Woah!" Reaching to catch it before it can blow away to the other side of the beach, she barely even hears the apology. Turning to the red haired woman, she runs through the hot sand to return it back. This hasn't been the first time she's been hit with some sort of beach ball tonight, oddly enough.

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volleyball was another sport bo-katan often indulged in whenever she’d be out with friends at the beach. while she definitely wasn’t the best and had her moments of slip ups it didn’t take away from the fun. the ball comes plummeting from over the net and she immediately dives to receive the ball. her arms reach out and as she receives the ball it immediately bounces back at an odd angle and goes flying out beyond their ‘court’. that’s a point for the other team, and to make matters even worse the ball went flying towards a crowd of people.  she watches in horror as it nears a random figure hunched over and immediately jumps to her feet in hopes of stopping the ball from reaching its impending destination.     

Apparently the woman hadn't tried hard enough, because the ball goes sailing right into Klaus' head. "Ouchh!" He exclaims loudly, rubbing at the spot he'd been hit. Sand flies in all different directions as he sits up to glare at his assailant. 

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Her red painted lips thin in exasperation as she drags her pale legs up, peering into her broken pocket mirror for the fifth time that night. Coming here after work, she expected something a little more than lounging around lazily on his (quite frankly, amazing) couch. She could do that easily at home, with her babies nonetheless. What she craved was fun, and she was going to get it one way or another.

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The sound of her mismatched rollerskate wheels on the uneven pavement do nothing to drown out her off-key humming -- Neither do the click of nails as Bud and Lou stride ahead of her, the chain she holds them with going taut the second somebody ventures too close. Their barely repressed excitement shows in their yaps and giggles as they sniff at startled passerby, clearly not used to the sight of two fully grown hyenas mulling about on the street.

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The moon had set high in the sky long ago, yet he still does not turn in for the night. Perhaps it's simply leftover energy from the day, or maybe it's the emotional turmoil he continues to face -- Either way, he hasn't been getting enough sleep to function properly.

Perched atop the steps that lead to the beach, Loki let's his face fall mutely into his hands, fingers grasping at long inky strands that are more often than not tangled.

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The rain that pours unceremoniously around her reflects the inner storm brewing in her own chest, tired feet dragging slow and lazy across the sidewalk in her late return from work. Another two blocks and she'll be there, another twenty minutes and she'll finally have protection from the torrent that plasters her hair to her face, and runs her makeup down alabaster skin. It's not until she moves to wipe at her messed face that she realizes she too, is crying. 

It would do her no good to stay out any longer as flashes of purple and blue light the sky, so she quickly makes a detour to the closest destination possible. 

glad  to  see  he’s  alive ,  she  thought––  rolling  pretty  eyes  &  closing  her  book .   ‘  let  me  guess…  NIGHTMARES ? ’   voice  was  laced  with  an  unspoken  knowing .  he  wasn’t  the  only  one  &  neither  was  she .  the  island  seemed  to  be  plagued  with  the  boogie  man .   who  the  hell  cared ?   dreams  were  dreams  whether  good  or  bad .  ‘ come  on ,  let’s  go  get  some  coffee .   then  you  can  explain  to  me  what  nightmare  it  was  that  made  you  space  out  for  an  hour  &  WASTE  my  time . ’    erica  didn’t  wait  for  his  agreement .  she  immediately  spun  around  in  her  heels ,  slinging  her  bag  over  his  shoulder ;  knowing  he  would  follow . 

Stiles tracks her sudden movement with surprise etched upon his slack features. Scrambling to catch up with her, he almost sends his laptop to an untimely demise, just barely catching it before shoving it haphazardly in his bag.

great. running into his good pal klaus was always a wonderful surprise. especially now that diego was past tired thanks to the nightmares that kept him awake.  trying his best to stay civil, the private investigator rubbed his temples for a short moment. diego had no idea how his former classmate did it, but he was excellent at getting under diego’s skin, much better than anyone else that diego had ever known. including diego’s sister. “what do you want?” he finally managed, his hands on his hips. “because whatever it is, i don’t think i can help you right now.”

“your tone sort of suggests that something is wrong. coupled with the eye roll, it becomes less ‘sort of’ and more ‘definitely’.” tony offered an analysis in the style of a quip without being asked. loki had a point, though. tony could probably do with a little more honesty. and, of course, he could always rely on his ( ex turned ) friend to deliver that wholeheartedly.  while he would never outright express it, tony did actually appreciate that he had someone like that in his life.

so, he smiled and he shrugged. “maybe you don’t see it as important but, again, you’re practically screaming ‘i need you to notice i’m not doing well’ and loki, i hear you.” he could be less of an asshole about it but, he did care. if loki did, indeed, need to chat with someone about whatever it was that was bothering him at this particular moment, tony would shut up long enough that loki could get it all out. he might not be able to help but sometimes, being a shoulder to lean on was just as reassuring. in fact, he quite liked that more. “contrary to popular belief, i talk to maybe three people all day.” one of them was an AI. “so, please. i apologize for being late but, as your FRIEND, i’d like to know what’s on your mind.”

Loki resists the urge to snap at him once more. Who was he to psychoanalyze or turn this around? Tony was the one to show up late, looking exhausted and worn down! Tapping his knuckles against the bar counter, he straightens up to turn towards him, leaning over to place his cheek lazily in his hand.

「    michiel huisman   ,   37   ,   cismale  +  he/him    」 ˚╰ ❃ ╮  did  you  know    THE OUTLAW'S    real  name  is    JESSE MCCREE     ?!    around  the  island  they  seem  to  be  quite    charming     ,  but  also     untrusting     ,  but  it  makes  sense  given  they  are  a     BARTENDER     and  come  from     OVERWATCH    .  you  can  hear   BIG IRON  by  JOHNNY CASH  blasting  from  their  house ,  but  be  careful   !   they  can  be  agitated  as  nightmares  bring  back  memories  of  OVERWATCH'S RECALL .  even  so ,  it’s  impossible  to  see    torn up cowboy hats, sharp spurs on boots, smoke drifting from a lit cigar , and not think about them

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「    margot robbie   ,   25   ,   cisfemale  +  she/her    」 ˚╰ ❃ ╮  did  you  know  THE MAIDEN OF MISCHIEF'S      real  name  is    HARLEY QUINN     ?!    around  the  island  they  seem  to  be  quite   bubbly      ,  but  also    sensitive     ,  but  it  makes  sense  given  they  are  a     WAITRESS/DANCER      and  come  from     DC    .  you  can  hear  MAD HATTER   by  MELANIE MARTINEZ    blasting  from  their  house ,  but  be  careful   !   they  can  be  agitated  as  nightmares  bring  back  memories  of  LEAVING JOKER AND BECOMING HER OWN PERSON  .  even  so ,  it’s  impossible  to  see    smeared red lipstick , red and blue eyeshadow, brightly colored rollerskates, baseball bats , and not think about them .  

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