Being with someone can change your life. But what if you can't have your old life back? For your own sake, the sake of your relationship, or by no choice of your own, you have to leave the old you behind. It can go from anything to changing a behavior to changing your whole identity, and all of it can be difficult. One thing is clear, however; to continue where or as you'd lived before is not an option if you want to keep this person you care for in your life.
how to play;
- Comment with your character and preferences.
- Respond to others.
- THERE WILL BE QUESTIONABLE CONTENT. Just because it's a shipping meme doesn't means everything's fluffy; in fact, more options than not have some unfortunate implications.
prompts;
- Open Secret: You two have never specifically said who you are in this new place, though you've never denied it.
- Witness Protection: To protect your lives, you must live under assumed identities.
- Your Real Life: What you knew before was false. This is the actuality.
- After a Tragedy: All your friends are dead. Your group is shaken. You saw someone you love murdered. The only other person you have left is the one you're with.
- Second Chance at Life: After a brush with death, you've decided to do things right and actually live.
- I Don't Want this Life, Dean: You don't want to continue in the family business - er, in your old ways set up by someone else, so you cling to someone who can give you a normal life.
- Criminal: You did a bad thing and are wanted. For your protection and the safety of the one you lo...that person, you have to hide.
- Turning Over a New Leaf: You're genuinely trying to become a better person and you can't do that with the reminders of your old home and old life.
- Rehabilitation: Your lover is helping you get over your wounds, your traumas, or your flaws.
- Blank Slate: You have to have a new life because you don't know your old one! All you know is the person you're with and the things they can tell you.
- Partners in Crime: You two are rough around the edges, but you're reformed. Really, you just want a peaceful life!
- Old Habits Die Hard: No matter what your life is now, you can't shake the need to double check the locks or hold your magic wand tight.
- Guilt: You're guilty about your relationship, so you have to reside in hiding.
- Through Elicit Means: You got with your partner through cheating and you want to keep that fact on the low.
- Stolen Away: You stole your partner - from a bad situation or from someone cruel - so you have to keep your heads down
- Taboo:
- Incest: It's better for you to live where no one know's you're related.
- Age Difference: You can always fake IDs and birth certificates.
- Interspecies: There has to be somewhere that doesn't have the prejudices of your home.
- Tyrannical Government: You're political enemies drawn together. Perhaps you're working to undermine the government, or maybe you've escaped from that place and are living in peace.
- Pulled from the Darkness: Your previous life was so terrible, you don't want to even ponder it any more. End of story, it doesn't matter.
- Dependent: You don't know anyone else in this new world of yours, or you don't know how to navigate it, making you dependent on your partner.
- Protecting Them: You're with them and hiding them for their own benefit.
- They Don't About Your Past:
- Secret Monster: If they knew about who you used to be, they'd be disgusted and want nothing to do with you.
- For Them: You're dangerous to be around, so you can't clue them in lest an old enemy or your own abilities come back and harm them.
- Florence Nightingale: They found you and took you in to help you, no questions asked. You couldn't help but fall for them.
- Using Them: This new life is just a sham. You want them to be your camouflage, maybe even getting others to believe you've changed.
- Faked Turned Real:
Both of you were using each other for cover, but now...you're not sure.- Brainwashing:
- One-Sided: You love them and want them to believe that things have always been like this. Can you be blamed for going about it this way?
- Mutual: Both of you think you've always lived this life, thanks to outside forces.
- Who Am I, Really?: You love your partner, but you feel like you're losing yourself.
- WILDCARD
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bakerstreet2015-04-08 07:24 pm
Steve Rogers » MCU » OTA
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Waylon Park | Outlast: Whistleblower | OTA
Derek Hale 🐾 Teen Wolf 🐾 M/F
jackson whittemore | teen wolf | ota
4 + 10 blender combo
As it is he doesn't hate how life is now. The occasional grips of panic from things that barely make sense only teach him what to avoid. Horror movies are right the fuck out, he learned that one the hard way. He'd lost so much to the Incident that running away was the only possible thing that would help. The nightmares, half remembered fragments he can't even make sense of, are the worst of it. The mornings when he wakes up convinces he can smell blood and smoke in the air and he has to spend minutes breathing have taught him that the only thing that helps is to run it off until his lungs are burning and the cramps in his side are sharp enough to make him hunch over in pain.
Stiles ends up running most mornings.
This particular morning he's crouched down on a bridge sucking deep breaths of air, ignoring the foot traffic around him. Each run has had him pushing further and further, getting lost in an unfamiliar neighborhood the best lesson in learning where the hell everything is. He's almost ready to start again, standing up and talking to himself quietly. ]
Come on, come on... Just two more miles and then coffee...
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He can’t deny there’s a similarity in build and moles that dot the guy’s cheek. It doesn’t make him who he thinks he looks like. It doesn’t make even sense for Stiles to be in London, let alone out running in London. The idea doesn’t occur to Jackson at first, not until he comes around close enough to see the rest of his face.
His steps slow to a confused stop, and Jackson pulls the earbuds from his ears distractedly. He could hear the noisy hum of a train in the distance, despite having stopped in the middle of a sidewalk with other people trying to survive the morning, but he could also hear Stiles muttering to himself.
It’s been months since he last messaged Stiles. Months. He never got a reply. He didn't know even why until Lydia told him. What the hell was Stiles doing in London? When Jackson’s been fucking sick with worry for almost as long? He has classes to go to. He has a life to get to, a train to catch, but Jackson couldn’t make himself walk away if he tried. He moves closer like someone is forcing him to.]
Stiles?
[He doesn’t mean to sound cautious. He wants to sound pissed. Or indifferent. Maybe if he didn’t feel so fucking blindsided—]
What are you — When the hell did you get here?
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In spite of the biting ache in his side Stiles takes a step back. He can run if he has to, mark this route as a no go. ]
Hey, buddy! Great to see you! [ Fuck fuck fuck who was this guy? The resting bitch face should be familiar. It's almost on the tip of his tongue and that alarms him more than anything else. He doesn't want those memories back. ]
I'd love to catch up, but, you know what? I gotta go.
[ Another step back in the opposite direction. Coffee can wait, there's coffee waiting in his flat that's almost as good as the coffee from that shop he likes. That shop is dead to him if this stranger keeps standing between him and it. ]
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The heavy, sharp scent of panic is what stops Jackson from calling him one. He forgets to be pissed when it's beyond obvious Stiles is about to run.]
Wait.
[He doesn't know what to do. It's not like he ever really searched for Stiles. So what if he continued sending him a few offline messages? In the hopes that the asshole would let him know he was still alive? If Stiles runs... That could be it. What are the chances of Jackson finding him in a place like London?]
No one’s heard from you in months and you’re just going to leave?
[What the fuck? The sentiment is written clear on Jackson’s face.]
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[ That sick knot in his stomach is enough to make him want to puke even though there isn't anything in his stomach. This city was supposed to be his escape from his past, the things that he couldn't remember anymore. What sort of bad fucking luck had him running into the one person in the country who actually knew who he was? ]
Because I don't know who you are, okay?
[ Why can't he remember this guy's name? He can remember most people from the past minus the blank spots in how he knows them. He knows Scott, Danny, Lydia- Christ that's who he is. Jackson Whittemore. The name fits but the story is gone. ]
Just... just fuck off. I left for a reason. And now I'll be leaving again.
Irene Adler || Sherlock || OTA
Darcy Lewis | MCU | OTA
Anakin Skywalker | Star Wars | OTA
Darcy Lewis - Thor/MCU - OTA
oswin oswald ◕ doctor who
tommy merlyn | arrow | ota
Nariko Lunae | Original | ota
liv moore ( izombie )
raven darkholme/mystique (xmen: fc/dofp)
Caroline Forbes | VDs | OTA
which scenario do you prefer? other than taboo/age difference lol
There's just so many that fit these two!
After a Tragedy - because it's very likely that everyone in her life is going to end up dead.
Second Chance at Life - Mystic Falls brings her nothing but trouble (but so does he) he promised her a world of experiences?
Criminal - She could have done something and had to flee to New Orleans or he did something and she's threatened...?
Blank Slate - One of them got cursed and doesn't remember anything?
Through Elicit Means - Lets face it, Klaus is sneaky.
Stolen Away/Protecting Them - Klaus is hiding her...?
Who Am I, Really? - Because plot strife? She's changing him and he's suddenly not okay with that?]
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Her mother was dead. Enough said. She had done everything she could possibly think of and it still didn't save her. But hey, why bother dealing with death? It was so much easier to just, shut it all off. All of it. And that's what Caroline did.
Without her humanity, without her cares and worries to hold her, there was nothing left for her in Mystic Falls. Leaving behind a string of confused and frustrated friends, she made her way south to a place where she knew she could live without her emotions. With someone who will show her a good time and wouldn't whine so much about her running about without the inhibitions of humanity. Hopefully.
New Orleans was so much more than it appeared in movies and television. It was bright, loud and alive. And wet. A steady drizzle had began the moment she stepped foot into town but that didn't deter the populace. Caroline could smell everything, feel the excitement and lusts of the passerby as she wandered the city, looking for the most ostentatious residence in the city. Without any luck though, boredom and hunger proved to be a better distraction.
As the evening wore on, two victims were left on the the side of the street as a third was lured into a side ally. Fangs embedded in the neck of an over-muscled frat boy in a polo, a familiar scent wafted across her senses making her look up. As the body dropped from her arms onto the damp cobbles, she turned with a wolfish, bloody grin. "Long time no see, stranger."
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"To what do I owe this unexpected and messy visit?" He gestured toward the body on the ground, barely breathing, and then the two that were brought in behind him by loyal vampire subjects. There was something different about her, he could sense that immediately. It was not like her to kill unless desperate, and gauging by her grin she was anything but. He narrowed his eyes and stepped closer so as to see her better.
She was as beautiful as ever, even with her hair falling in damp loose curls from the rain. "Let's get inside, shall we?"
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As Klaus's new followers approached, dragging her recent victims behind them, her eyes shifted towards them before returning to Klaus. Without hesitation, her expression changed from wolfish to sheepish, her eyes twinkling at him from under her thick eye lashes. "Please, lead the way. I got a little lost looking for you. And well... got a little... distracted."
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"This way, love," he said, not quite smiling but not quite scowling either. Finding him should have been easy for her, which was yet another reason he did not believe her. He was curious, though, to know the true reason she was there.
"The next time you find yourself in my city, you would be wise to exercise restraint. There is a delicate balance to maintain, and should you upset it the consequences would be dire for you. I would be unable to assist you in avoiding them." Indeed, he would likely be the one doling out the punishment. He was beyond relieved that neither of the people she had killed were witches.
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Smiling to herself, Caroline took his arm as they walked out of the dim alley and onto the street, ignoring the shuffling sound of bodies being dragged away. An assortment of humans were out enjoying the evening, she pretended to not notice their audience on the roofs.
Would she tell him the truth? She was going to dance about him with it. Giving him the whole truth would either cause him to call her childish for not dealing with the situation properly or he inquire about the mess she left behind her. Neither sounded very amusing and she wanted to have fun.
"Do my ears deceive me or has the fearless hybrid been neutered? Since when have you ever cared about checks and balances?" She stopped walking with him, her grip dropping from his arm as her hands settled on her hips in a mocking stance. Klaus, the Klaus, was telling her to be cautious? To restrain herself? The man who has historically left a serious body count every time he left town? Something certainly changed.
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With a snarl he threw the umbrella aside and grabbed her by both arms to shoved her toward the front door of the compound, which was already open for them. Once inside and out of the rain she would be able to see the hard line of his jaw as he answered her through gritted teeth.
"Now is not the time to toy with me, Caroline, and you are the last person that I need explain my actions to. Why are you here?"
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For what it was worth, Caroline was surprised by his outburst, he usually had more patience for her giggling and chiding manners. But all the same she took her time as she debated if and how she should taunt him further. When at last she finally settled, her face settled into a bemused smirk. "I already told you. Needed a change of pace."
While her upper arms were very much locked in place at her sides by his iron grip, she reached up to settle a hand at his chest. "Would you let a poor girl stay on your couch for the night? I promise to be good."
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"Do I seem like the kind of man who lets vagabonds lie about on his furniture?" He walked past her, expecting her to follow. Waving a hand, a servant stepped out of the shadows, and he instructed them to prepare a guest room for Caroline.
"Whatever shenanigans you were planning out there cannot be brought in here. There is a child sleeping upstairs and the moment you disturb her is the moment you find yourself out on your ass. Understood?"
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"No, but you clearly let us poor unfortunate souls sleep in luxurious beds. But I do hope I smell better than some rando off the street." she chuckled and pranced after him, casting a mischievous grin at the staff before they departed.
"I'm hurt Klaus. Me? Up to shenanigans? Why I neva-" doing her best imitation of a southern bell. Lifting her chin, she sniffed the air. It did indeed the scent of a child hanging in the air, but it was subtler, not as sickly or sweetly as other infants she had encountered. "Well well well, you really are taking in strays."
Kaito Kuroba "Kaitou Kid" | Detective Conan/Magic Kaito | open
Long story short, he has an alter ego known as 'Kaitou Kid', a magician-thief who goes around stealing large jewels via magic (the sleight of hand kind). He has to find a certain jewel called 'Pandora', a doublet with a red centre that only shows up when held to moonlight. By day he is a high school student and aspiring magician known as Kaito Kuroba.)
Bruce Banner | MCU
Arturia Pendragon (Saber) | Fate/Stay Night | M/F
stiles stilinski ✘ teen wolf ✘ ota
Devi D | JTHM/IFS - AU | OTA