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Ice Cream Times || freshestladinprovidence


What. What was he talking about? This was too much to take in at once… especially when the boy was talking all in a rush, like everything he’d just said was one big hulking sentence.



Rex immediately pressed a finger to Limey’s mouth- it looked morethan a little weird now that she was a guy -and mirrored the action with his other arm. “No.” He repeated simply, flatly. “No, no, I’m not going to listen to this until I have ice cream.”

"It doesn’t really matter to me if you’re.. actually an alien or something, since I do know Ben now, but-” The E.V.O. paused. “For lack of better words, you’re coming on too fast.”

He looked over at the retreating form of Crow and Amber. “Those two were interesting enough. How about we talk all this over those sundaes? Sugar always keeps me calm, amazingly. And I’ve got a lot of questions.” Rex lifted an eyebrow.

Limey’s reaction was immediate: shushing and listening to Rex talk in silence. Now he was quiet he could figure that maybe he’d…babbled. Badly.

Once Rex’d finished, Limey was silent still for a good few second before pushing away the ‘quiet’ finger and nodding. “Okay. You make a far point. C’mon, kitchen is this way. We can make sundaes there.”

The prospect of a lot of questions made him slightly nervous, but he kept the expression off his face as much as possible as he lead the way through another set of large doors into a long room, which looked like a living room and kitchen pushed together. Shuffling into the kitchen section, he placed the ice-cream on a table between various jam jars, and began rummaging through cupboards, looking for fancy ice-cream glasses such as those he’d seen online.

"You wanna choose what sort of jam you want?", Limey called over his shoulder. "I haven’t finished finding out what flavours there are, but there is strawberry in there. Somewhere."

There was also a feathered snake watching them from on top of the cupboards.

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Casino Royale


Andy flicked his gaze over at her cards, “Yeah.” he whispered, then shot a suspicious glance over at the suited man at their table. Andy still had a mission to complete, so anything even remotely suspicious had to be accounted for. For all he knew, the man Andy was tracking could very well be sitting right next to him in plain sight.

Glad something was going right, she watched as Tracksuit guy muttered, “Hit” and gained another card, whereas Suit guy casually said, “Stand”, waving away another card.

Limey hummed and ‘um’ed when the dealer looked to her before stammering, “Hit.” She got a six of diamonds, which she flicked over to show Andy.

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Decisions, Decisions


Salem peeked up at Limey and shrugged. He did enjoy all types of books but those two were his most favourite genres. “Well, it’s kind of stupid. I’m a sucker for romance and I like reading a book and two characters fall in love, it’s a beautiful thing.” His cheeks got even more red, if that was possible. “It’s a little embarrassing because romance is typically for girls.”

"Nah man", Limey chuckled. "I think that’s pretty sweet." Certainly sounded like a legit reason, although he couldn’t figure out why romance was typically for girls. He couldn’t stand the stuff normally.

Feeling like he’d gotten a good conversation line going, he asked, “So is your favourite book a romance?”

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Salem lit up when Limey said he liked fantasy. It was his favourite too. So much to get lost in and what he liked most about it was there was no limits. Nothing was considered ‘weird’ when writing a book about, for example, garden elves.  ”Me too, fantasy is the best. I also like my books with a hint of romance, too. I’m a sucker for that stuff.” He buried his face in the giant cushion to hide his blushing face.

"Really?" Limey sounded pleasantly surprised at the match of genres. Although he didn’t share much enjoyment of romance as Salem seemed to, it was nice that the other liked it a lot.

Tilting his head, he leaned forward from his cushion, wondering why Salem was hiding his face. As he did he asked, “Why romance?”

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[all] quirks my muse habitually has.


Writers, bold all of your character’s regular truths.

1. Smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug.
2. Binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time.
3. Drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs.
4. Nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension.
5. Lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension.
6. Night Owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night.
7. Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time.
8. Negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism.
9. Positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence.
10. Swearing: the use of offensive language.
11. Superstitious: an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome.
12. Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom.
13. Scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty.
14. Foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience.
15. Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit.
16. Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention.
17. Twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation.
18. Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness.
19. Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence.
20. Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority.
21. Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness.
22: Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance.
23. Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity.
24. Throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt.
25: Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility.
26: Eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation.
27: Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest.
28. Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune.
29. Humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune.
30. Perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection.
31. Photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail.
32. Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system.
33. Exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is.
34: Intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive.
35: Quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively.
36: Interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements.
37: Doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absent-mindedly.
38: Irritable: having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed.
39: Gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet.
40: Travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft.
41: Sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings.
42: Melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.
43: Chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavoured gum which is not intended for swallowing.
44: Fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience.
45: Sceptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations.
46: Neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness.
47: Gossiping: divulging personal information about others.
48: Prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct.
49: Abbreviating: Giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names.
50: Having a catchphrase: having a sentence or phrase typically associated with a specific person.

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                                             sometimes ; before it gets better,
                                             the darkness gets { b i g g e r }
              & the person that you’d take a bullet for
              ———- is behind the trigger

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Headcanon Asks!

☩ for a bedroom headcanon

✖ for a tattoo headcanon (One they have or one they want)

♖ for a childhood headcanon

for a song that fits them

↹ for a best friend headcanon

☾ for a sleeping headcanon 

✻ for if they are a night or day person

✄ for a drunken headcanon

♘ for a pet headcanon

❀ for their favorite season

☮ for an embarrassing headcanon

✈ for a traveling headcanon

⊗  for a completely random headcanon

(Source: epiphany1x1, via madomadotsuki)

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Casino Royale



The dealer gave the odd crew a raised eyebrow glance, but got down to his job. Shuffling the cards, he watched as the other two players set up bets in their ‘betting boxes’. Limey didn’t have a clue about this, so she just watched in curiousity, glancing down at the two cards that were then handed over to her but not turning them over.

"Wait so…are those guys playing with fake money?", she whispered over to Andy. "Like Monopoly?"

"Uh…not really." Andy whispered back, "You use chips in place of actual money since it’s easier to count and keep track of them during the games as opposed to a bunch of bills that all look the same." he answered.

"Oh, right." She nodded in understanding, then flipped over her two cards. A king of spades and 3 of clubs. Subtly, she showed them to Andy. "Would this be a good hand?"

On the other side of the table, the suited guy had a smirk on his face. Tracksuit guy had an unreadable expression, a bonafide poker face.

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Ice Cream Times || freshestladinprovidence


"You were babysitted by a raven and a stitched-up cat?" Rex gave her a dubious look. It was hard to take any of what was happening seriously. Sure, Six and Holiday were like family to him, and they were his caretakers…however, there was a line to draw. That line being whether or not your ‘family’ was human. 

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The teen threw his hands up into the air in exasperation. “Oh, and of course your raven has a dirty mouth, too. And speaks Spanish.” Rex glanced down at the bird again. “I think I have more in common with Crow than you do. Is that good or bad?”

What was he saying? Bad. Of course it was bad.


Rex almost didn’t want to ask, but he had to. Limey’s facepalm practically begged the question, anyways. “Uh, who’s Dante?”

"Yeah, he speaks Spanish. I think he’s Mexican or something", Limey muttered, shrugging. 

"I wasn’t just babysat by those two-” Nope. He cautiously looked over either shoulder for any sign of Dante (there seemed to be none, and he couldn’t smell brimstone anyway), then turned to Amber and Crow. “You two, scram! Tell the guys that we have a new guy in the house, and to be nice to him. Which means no pranks from Pixie.”

As Crow flapped off with Amber hot on his feathers, Limey sighed.

"Well, first off Dante’s a hellhound. Above knows how I got stuck with him, probably as a reminder of ‘what not to do’. Secondly-" Oh heck here we go. He sucked in a breath, then spilt everything: "-I ain’t from Earth. Technically. I was dropped off by a deity of dimensions who used me as an experiment and ditched me when I got into a fight with his apprentice and even though I still think he’s a dick-head he left me with seven ‘dream creatures’ like those two to help me settle into Earth life despite the fact six of them are created from my imagination from when I almost died!"

A pause. Then he added, “I used to have a rag-doll that looked like Amber that’s why she’s around.”

(Source: limey-wolf)

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"A gap year is okay too. I took a couple years and now I’m in college myself. Just for a couple basic classes then I’ll pick a major." He reached for the nearest book, a book about elves it seemed, and flipped through it. "I know what you mean, it was hard to tear myself away from books. Speaking of, Limey what is your favourite genre?" Salem rolled on his stomach to face him, smiling.

"Hm." Limey nodded lightly, although the idea of picking a ‘major’ didn’t ring any bells. Probably something akin to a degree.

"Favourite genre? Oh, Above." He laughed, scratching the back of his head. "Uh, I’m gonna go with fantasy. Mostly modern fantasy type stuff, urban magic and the sorts. Alongside mythology. I could recommend you a few titles if you wanted." He picked up a book too, but didn’t open it. "What about you?"

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