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[graveflowers]

☒ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ☒ ᴘʀᴏsᴇ ☒ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ☒ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ

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for stiles

[graveflowers]

[ from here ]

[ he is the cutest. ] Do you know Spanish, because if you know the actual plot while we are making up a plot, my enjoyment will be greatly diminished.

[killingtodeath]

Do I look like Dora? Pretty sure I'd be lucky to ask where the bathroom is without accidentally selling my kidney.

[graveflowers]

Dónde está... el baño. I think? La, el, le... something like that.

[killingtodeath]

Maybe that's where ole comes in. Moral of the story- no, I'm not going to cheat and know the real plots. Where's the fun in that?!

[graveflowers]

I don't know, you could be a secret fun killer. Death to fun and all that. [ a beat. ] Unless it's clowns because those don't deserve to live.

[killingtodeath]

I am definitely not a fun killer. I know a fun killer. His name is Derek. King of all fun killers, actually.

[graveflowers]

Does he have a crown or is that too much fun?

for felicity

[graveflowers]

[ from here ]

I do have pretty good whims. Whimsical whims off whimsy. [ ...okay. ]

[allmydreams]

[she smirks a bit at that.]

Your whimsy happens to be one of the things I love about you.

[graveflowers]

I'm very lovable. [ probably drunk on chocolate. ]

[allmydreams]

Extremely. It's hard to see how people don't love you instantly.

[If they don't, it's clearly because they suck.]

[graveflowers]

Dumbasses. So many dumbasses. [ this is such a stellar conversation, but vi doesn't actually care. she's not crying. it's a success. ]

[allmydreams]

[Are you kidding? This is high quality conversation.]

The world is full of them. All you have to do is find the awesome people, sparse as they are, and refuse to let them out of your sight.

for felicity and stiles

[graveflowers]

[ from here ]

very good

[ la de da! time skip to STILES KNOCKING ON THE DOOR OMG. vi and felicity are chilling on the bed, pelting each other with the unfrosted, unfilled corner pieces because they are worthless basically. ]

COME IN!

[killingtodeath]

[Stiles walks into a warzone. A foodfight warzone and that's pretty much exactly what he expected.]</small. Can we call a truce or do I have to pick a side??

[allmydreams]

[Felicity glances to him and considers for a moment, before shaking her head.]

You could be Switzerland. But neutrality didn't stop the war.

[graveflowers]

No it just housed the Jews. [ she flings a corner at stiles. come and get it boy. ...sorry i just got distracted by realizing stiles is basically set up for a threesome and they're just going to my two moms him and it's hilarious, carry on, i'll be over here crying with laughter. ]

Pick a side, mister!

[killingtodeath]

Uh- gotta go with Team Vi, if you're going to make me pick. Sorry, Felicity. [He picks up the corner that bounced off his shoulder and onto the floor and eats it. Mmm pop tart bits.]

Think we can call a truce long enough for me to find a place to sit?

[allmydreams]

[Felicity glances over with a smirk.]

Fine. See if I share my stash with you anymore.

[Not that she's actually ... that mad about it. It's a poptart fight, it's not the start of World War III.]

for mark }

[graveflowers]

[ from here ]

[ she doesn't like what she is hearing -- both because it gives voice to the debilitating guilt she feels and because she hates that mark has ever felt like this. she certainly doesn't feel like they lucked out with her, luther was far more capable and just good at what he did and she is the epitome of a walking hot mess. what does she even bring to the table? myri can heal, there's more than enough fighters. all vi has accomplished is getting snared by a nightmare god and not realizing her sister was actually a doppelganger. she is beyond useless, she's worthless. they don't need her and they would be perfectly fine without her. vi isn't irreplaceable.

she's just there.

her face scrunches up trying to hold tears back, because the last thing anyone needs is more crying from her, and she stares at her hands, tracing her thumbnail across the scar on the back of her hand. ]

No one needs me, Mark. They never have. I was only around because I was Kat's squire, I've only been in the way or holding them back since.

[nosdacariad]

[ mark steps closer, reaching one hand out to squeeze her shoulder as he stands over her. ] You were around because you're a part of this family, and because you make a difference every day you're here. Believe me, Vi, I know the feeling. You don't know how many times Myri's had to talk me down from feeling it, had to try and convince me that I'd ever done more than... than drag this entire team down.

You lift people up. Without even trying, you do.

[graveflowers]

[ her head shakes, but she lifts her hand to cover mark's because the physical contact is like a tether and she lost hers when luthir died and she feels like a balloon set free on a windy day. she'd lost the tiny tether with jade and then she'd lost her anchor with luthir and now she's just...

lost.

words completely fail her, grief making her double over in pain. she tries so hard to keep up the act that she's getting through it and she's okay, she's fine, just keep trucking, because that's what people want to hear, what they want to see, but that tiny brush on contact is her undoing.

maybe she should have put the lion king on in the background. no one would fault her for crying if mufasa just died. ]

[nosdacariad]

[ the moment her walls crack, his hesitancy vanishes, and instead of the simple touch, he reaches out to wrap her in an embrace, not saying anything else, just squeezing her tightly. ]

[graveflowers]

[ mark hugs are the best hugs. she clings to him like a koala until she can get a handle on the overwhelming tears. ] Sorry.

[nosdacariad]

You sure as hell don't have anything to apologize for.