the frozen light.

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more modern setting headcanon questions.

more modern setting headcanon questions.

more modern setting headcanon questions.

ELLIE  WILLIAMS.    ↷   open. at   some  lake ,   mid  to  late  afternoon.

         the  sun’s  harsh  rays  glare  down  mercilessly  on  the  lake ,  its  reflection  dancing  atop  the  gentle  waves.  the  scene  is  as  beautiful  as  it  is  peaceful  —-  aside  from  ellie ,  flailing  her  arms  about  a  dozen  or  so  feet  away  from  shore.  though  one  might  confuse  this  to  be  some  sort  of  bizarre  rain  dance  or  swan  mating  call ,  it’s  simply  the  result  of  trying  to  teach  herself  to  swim  .  .  .  and  failing  miserably.  ❝  shit !!  ❞  ellie  hisses ,  still  choking  on  water  as  she  frantically  reaches  for  something  —-  anything  —-  to  grab  onto.  eventually  she  finds  the  lousy  lifesaver  she’d  brought  with  her  (  yes ,  that’s  ellie’s  version  of  a  safety  precaution  )  and  hooks  both  arms  around  it.  it’s  enough  to  keep  her  head  above  water  .  .  .  for  now.  ❝  alright  .  .  .  fuck  you  poseidon ,  fuck  you  little  mermaid ,  fuck  you  sea  monkeys ,  everyone  with  gills  :  you  all  can  go  and  fuck  yourself  —-  i’m  tapping  out ,  ❞  ellie  declares ,  coughing  as  she  tries  to  catch  her  breath.  it’s  safe  to  say  that  she’s  over  it.  but  how  to  get  back  to  shore  .  .  .

OPEN STARTER Location: Starcourt Mall

“No, no, no, I’m not saying it’s bad, I just-” This had been a bad idea, right from the start. He shouldn’t have gone to the mall. What did he even need? A new pen? He could have ordered one online, right? Used Amazon or- wait, did Amazon exist? Evan hated to admit that his memories were getting mixed up, that the old world and whatever this new place was both felt so real, it was hard to always piece together the small stuff. Regardless, he knew he shouldn’t have even come to the mall, because if he had just stayed home he wouldn’t be in this situation. “You don’t really want my opinion, I- I’m not an expert and if I’m being honest I don’t even trust my own opinion on about 95 percent of the things I do. Maybe you could, um, ask someone else?”

   *     ﹙  ♡  ﹚     unsealing   ...   𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔  from  the  wind.               @definedwrath​​​   –   𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒂  has  written   :   got  a  minute   ?

      `    𝐧𝐨𝐰,  𝐰𝐡𝐨  𝐝𝐨  𝐢  𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐭𝐨  𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞   ?    `      the  threat  is  brazen,  brutishly  forthright,  but  not  devoid  of  her  usual  kiss  of   —   granted   —   ghoulish  humour.  she’s  not  seen  marina  in  such  a  fretful  state  in  recent  memory,  worry  so  pronounced  against  the  steadfastness  bella  knows  her  to  wield.  it  unnerves  her,  as  she  is  not  one  to  be  so  readily  debased.  that  which  plagues  her  sister  has  long  since  begun  to  take   residency  in  bellatrix’s  own  attentions,  much  as  they’ve  both  taken  to  sharing  all  the  truths  they  learn,  successes  they  garner,  and  the  secrets  they'd  once  kept  sealed  away  in  caskets  and  tombs.  secrets  bella  now  unearths  from  where  she'd  laid  them  to  rest.  she  prises  them  out,  always  just  a  handful  at  once,  and  feeds  them  to  the  woman  she's  grown  fond  of  calling  sister   ;   in  turn,  she  keeps  company  with  marina's  own  devils,  never  shying  from  the  carnage  that'd  drawn  them  together  all  those  years  ago.  this  much  has  always  been  true.  she  has  not  failed  her.  she  will  not  start  now.   `    i  will  always  have  much  more  than  just  a  minute  for  you,  mari.  sit.  your  drink  is  getting  cold.    ` 

                                                                                                     not  accepting   !

♡¸.•* 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 : 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

@definedwrath​​   𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅  ➥  ❛  “ what happened here? ” ( rhodey & tara ) ❜  

          TARA let out an exhaustive sigh as she looked at the results of her handiwork: a giant dumpster was turned over in the alley, a massive hole seemingly punched in the bottom of it. trash was scattered all over the place. she had gotten a bit paranoid and spooked by a sudden sound, causing her to create a large spike to scare off any potential threats; but it turned out to be nothing. as soon as she realized her mistake, she receded any evidence of her powers back into the earth. 

          however, the amount of noise she caused had garnered some attention, but it seemed like no one saw the whole thing ; just the aftermath. she tilted her head as she examined the scene. “ i don’t know, ” she lied a little too easily. “ maybe a prank gone wrong? ooh, like bomb in the dumpster… ”

it  wouldn’t  be  the  first  time  rhodey’s  seen  weird  shit  happening  ,  and  an  alleyway  with  trash  everywhere  is  by  far  not  even  in  the  top  twenty  weird  things  list  .  but  he  has  to  admit  .  seeing  a  dumpster  turned  almost  upside  down  with  all  of  its  contents  everywhere  is  ,  in  fact  ,  still  just  as  weird  as  you  would  imagine  it  would  be  .  and  that’s  not  even  including  how  the  bottom  of  the  plastic  dumpster  looks  like  it’s  been  erupted  open  by  the  world's  largest  hole  puncher  .

status: open who: connor murphy location: two whales diner

connor was attempting to multitask in his booth, scribbling on a page in a notebook and eating a sandwich at the same time. though, to any onlooker, he probably looked like a mess – writing one word and then taking a bite, humming every time before repeating the process. he stopped after one bite, closing his eyes just as someone walked by his table, and he opened his eyes just in time to try and get their attention. “ hey. hey. ” connor was waving his hand off the end of the table, smiling a little. “ have you had this fuckin’ sandwich before ?? it’s like… shit, the best sandwich i’ve ever had, hands down. ” okay, so, chances were he was also a little high, but could you blame him ?? 

marina’s  starving  .  she  wouldn’t  say  she’s  dying  of  hunger  because  that’s  far  too  dramatic  ,  but  she  is  hungry  ,  and  if  she  doesn’t  get  food  soon  ,  she  will  probably  punch  someone  .  so  there’s  not  much  she’s  really  willing  to  put  up  with  .  but  just  as  she’s  about  to  sit  down  ,  she  pauses  when  she  hears  a  familiar  voice  .  she  would  be  lying  if  she  said  she  didn’t  feel  somewhat  fond  amusement  as  she  turns  to  see  connor  .  before  she  can  even  say  anything  ,  he’s  saying  something  about  a  sandwich  which  only  reminds  her  for  what  she  came  here  for  .  “  i  can't  say  i  have  had  it  ,  but  i'm  pretty  sure  anything  would  be  great  right  about  now  .  ”  

status: open who: adora location: the lighthouse

the lighthouse was easily one of adora’s favorite places on the island. it was so high and gave such a great view of everything around that she never grew tired of being up at the top, resting after a run and climbing the steps. usually she was able to sit by herself for a bit and just take in the perfect weather and sight of the town, but this morning she was joined by another person. “ oh, sorry. ” she smiled as she made her way to the railing, leaning against it. “ I didn’t think anyone else would be here… it’s normally quiet this early. ” she sighed, looking out across the town. “ isn’t it just… beautiful ?? ”

♡¸.•* 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 : 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

@definedwrath​​​   𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅  ➥  ❛  “ was that you? ” ( harry & orpheus )  ❜  

          it was a quiet day at the mystic grill, thus it was no surprise that ORPHEUS was in the back, working on his song. for the most part, he merely strummed his usual melody and sang new verses over it. he wasn’t trying to be heard, but his melodies demanded to be as they filled the otherwise silent restaurant. he only returned to work when he could tell his manager was getting antsy.

          eventually, he re-emerged into the main dining area and reluctantly traded his guitar for a notepad. he approached one of the only patrons ; but before the usual spiel could escape his lips, it seemed the patron had a question of his own. “ oh, the music? yeah. that was me, ” he answered nonchalant. “ helps pass the time. ”

it’s  not  exactly  often  that  harry  actually  eats  at  this  particular  restaurant  ,  but  they  were  recommended  it  by  their  classmates  ,  so  it’s  not  as  if  they  have  any  particular  regrets  .  they  were  just  looking  at  what  to  order  when  they  heard  a  song  that  they  don't  recognise  being  played  .

   *     ﹙  ♡  ﹚     unsealing   ...   𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔  from  the  wind.               @definedwrath​​​   –   𝒓𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒚  has  written   :   need  a  hand   ?

      𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧  𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬  with  the  resilience  of  a  vice  pulled  taut,  debilitating  her  stature,  bearing  down  even  on  the  chin  she  usually  tries  so  earnestly  to  keep  high.  pivoting  on  her  good  foot,  allison  reaches  for  and  curls  her  fingers  about  the  barre,  all  that  unflinching  cold,  unwavering  against  the  heat  emanating  from  her  own  skin.     `    i   —   yeah.  yeah,  thanks.  i’d  like  that.    `     she  lets  her  head  droop,  and  once  it  does,  once  the  last  dredge  of  zeal  that’d  been  holding  out  for  her  vacates  her  as  well,  allison  almost  recoils  from  how  wretched  she’s  become.     `    does  it  ever  get  better   ?   how  deflated  you  feel,  how   …   defeated   ?   broken  bones  are  grafted,  tissue  mends.  i  get  that.  what  about  the  piece  of  your  heart  you’ll  never  get  back   ?    `     i  don’t  think  i  have  the  strength,  or  your  kind  of  tenacity,  to  wait,  not  even  for  physical  recovery.  not  even  that.

                                                                                                     not  accepting   !

rhodes  has  always  know  what  it's  like  to  need  help  but  feel  like  you  have  to  refuse  to  ask  for  it  .  he  had  a  loving  family  growing  up  ,  regardless  of  which  memories  ,  of  this  life  or  the  past  .  he'd  always  tried  to  fix  things  ,  to  handle  things  on  his  own  .  that  hadn't  changed  ,  not  even  when  he  had  gotten  paralysed  .  he  still  remembers  how  heartbreaking  the  news  had  been  ,  how  he  had  wanted  to  refuse  it  at  first  .  he’s  still  not  entirely  over  that  mindset  ,  even  now  ,  after  everything  ,  but  he’s  been  slowly  trying  to  break  that  down  .  he  helps  allison  up  ,  pulling  away  when  he’s  startled  at  her  questions  .  he  pauses  ,  softening  ,  before  he’s  trying  to  think  of  the  best  way  to  put  into  words  how  he  honestly  feels  .  “  people  say  it  takes  time  ,  ”  he  begins  ,  shrugging  as  he  adds  on  ,  somberly  ,  “  i  feel  like  it  takes  more  than  that  .  because  the  physical  wounds  do  heal  over  .  but  it  takes  far  longer  for  the  mind  to  catch  up  .  but  ...  ”  he  sighs  ,  continuing  ,  “  even  when  it  feels  hopeless  ,  the  bad’s  already  happened  .  now  it  just  matters  what  you'll  do  to  recover  from  it  .  and  things  aren’t  gonna  be  the  same  ,  but  it’s  worth  it  to  try  to  fill  in  that  void  that  the  bad’s  left  behind  .  ”  after  everything  ,  he figures  he  owes  it  to  that  part  of  him  ,  the  life  he  could  have  had  ,  to  try  to  pick  up  all  of  the  pieces  he  has  left  .  he  doesn’t  think  he’ll  ever  even begin  to  cope  if  he  doesn’t  try  .

          perhaps ANNA had overreacted when she heard the news of one of her favorite ice cream flavors being discontinued, but she wasn’t given any warning. she didn’t nearly have enough time to stock up. now, as she stood in the middle of the grocery aisle with an armful of pints, she thought her actions were perfectly reasonable. 

          “ i am not being dramatic, ” she insisted as she dropped the ice cream into the shopping cart. she turned back to the still open freezer, looking for anything she may have missed. “ this is a BIG deal !!! i can’t live without chocolate shake it… how else am i supposed to get through my next break-up ??? ”

martina  would  like  to  say  she’s  the  type  of  person  to  not  care  about  what  someone  else  is  doing  .  but  that  would  only  be  slightly  the  half  -  truth  .  while  she  genuinely  finds  there’s  not  much  she  cares  for  ,  she  does  somehow  still  find  herself  amused  by  the  other  residents  .  even  if  that  amusement  is  often  coated  in  confusion  as  she  raises  an  eyebrow  at  the  redhead  clutching  to  cartons  of  ice  cream  .

   *     ﹙  ♡  ﹚     unsealing   ...   𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔  from  the  wind.               @definedwrath​​​   –   𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚  has  written   :   you  got  this.

      𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠,  he’s  condensed  into  a  dimunitive  of  his  own  silhouette   —   an  afterimage  of  himself,  all  shade  and  shadow,  suffused  with  so  much  grey  but  grey  is  such  an  honest  colour,  so  it’s  only  right  that  he  should  translate  that  honesty  into  something  tactile   :   eren  retrieves  a  hand  from  where  he’d  tucked  it  against  his  stomach  and  reaches  with  it  for  harry’s  own.  their  affection  toddles,  is  unsteady  on  its  feet  and  in  its  infancy,  but  the  sweetness  that  croons  to  life  at  the  base  of  his  gut  is  hard - fought   ;   fierce,  untainted  and  not  yet  pained  with  the  horrors  from  their  own  tales.  they’d  earned  this,  to  be  phrased  like  halves  of  an  imperceptible  whole,  to  sit  cross - legged  on  the  plywood  and  harry,  harry’s  sheathed  in  a  beam  of  nascent  daylight  slanting  in  through  a  parting  in  his  curtains.  his  affirmation  peels  through  the  silence  and  so  much  gold  is  flaring  about  his  frame,  so  much  warmth,  that  eren  thinks  he  could  make  him  believe  almost  anything.     `    i’ve  got  this.    `     i’ve  got  you.

                                                                                                     not  accepting   !