#💉starters

[glassvilez]

Curiosity, killed the Gods.

From genshin impact || found on pinterest... || credit

Zandik tread carefully along the moss-covered log, though his attention was fixed on the towering ruin guard ahead rather than the slippery footing beneath him. Each step was deliberate, a path he’d planned meticulously. Lifting the camera that hung from his neck, he snapped a photo of the ancient machine. A satisfied hum escaped his lips as he examined the image, nodding to himself. “This will do nicely,” he murmured, slipping the freshly developed photo into his field journal with care.

He glanced at his watch, scanning the surroundings for his newly hired assistant. Time was ticking, but Zandik wasn’t known for patience—especially on ventures as significant as this one.

Dressed casually in a hoodie adorned with a few of his favorite trinkets, he looked far removed from his usual Akademiya self. It wasn’t often he got to leave its confines, much less for a multi-day expedition. This ruin guard was a rare find, untouched and looming with secrets the Akademiya had only dared study from a distance. But Zandik’s curiosity was insatiable, unbothered by fears of the unknown. To him, answers always outweighed risks. His life meant little if the pursuit of knowledge was compromised.

His thoughts were interrupted as a figure suddenly swung down from above, landing with startling precision directly in front of him. Zandik stumbled back, instinctively grabbing his glasses before they could slip off his face.

“Kinch,” the figure said briskly, straightening up. “Pleasure to be doing business with you.”

Zandik blinked, recovering from the surprise. The reminder of his glasses prompted him to tuck them safely away, opting for his contacts instead. This was already shaping up to be a bumpy ride.

“H-Hello! Hi!” Zandik stammered, adjusting himself as he extended a hand in greeting. “I’m Zandik—your employer. I’ve hired you for a week-long excursion to help me investigate this ruin guard. Fully paid, of course. I’ve brought ample food and secured a place to stay. Shared space, but separate beds, as per your request.”

He cleared his throat, regaining his composure and adopting a more formal tone. “I expect nothing less than hard work. Nothing more, nothing less.” His hand remained outstretched, his sharp gaze now focused on the stranger with an eagerness masked by his usual air of professionalism. >> @turn-firehunt || eat up, dinner is served. yes he looks so silly. yes that is what he went to work in. . . yes you are going to live in sumeru /silly. OH feel free to dm me on discord on like. what you want me to change if anything <3 any extra posts won't have colored text, it's just to differentiate who's talking.

[dead-or-lie]

{starter for @despairs-memorial }

Something like a convert..took the ultimate nurse a lot of courage to go too..even as she sat down keeping to herself she was trying to stop her heart from pounding from fear from everyone around her.

However..she couldn’t help but feel bits of excitement as well. After all, she got a close seat to see Sayaka and even if she was scared..the desire to support her made her look past her fear.

Once the concert begins a small smile appears as she takes a deep breath waving her glow stick a little letting out soft cheers as she hopes Sayaka can see her and that she could see her after.

“Ah! Eep! G-go Sayaka!…!”

[wileeswife]

Is it safe to say that I have a hc of him being enby and bisexual?

[moonglowmuses]

it had been a long time since amanda young felt safe. fear and insecurity tended to dominate her life. still, she was grateful for the GIFT OF LIFE again. to be able to start over in a new place. to become acquainted with new people who did not know her or her past. amanda was cleaning a couple of glasses at the tavern that she bartended at. that was when she noticed the person seat themselves at the bar that she stood behind. "how can i help you?" she inquired, her attention piqued for once. "what does it taste like tonight?"

[commanders-quarters]

A message was sent through what seemed to be a throwaway email.

“Hello, Commander. It’s been long since I’ve been under your control. I don’t know why even bother to send this. Is it a desire for anger and closure? Is it a sense of longing? I would be lying if I claimed to have no desire to return. I remember feeling almost unstoppable. Like I truly was superior. That I was making others better, too.

What a shame I was only causing misery and suffering. I feel sorry for anyone who was victim of my experimentation or was sanitized because of my doing.

I’m trying to put my skills to good use. I’ve recovered my old memories and my old self. What’s left of it, anyway.

Shame you still are lasting. I hope to see you fall sooner or later. Glad I remembered how to access this anyway. Maybe one day I’ll rest peacefully knowing my fallen comrades are safe from you.

-A”

His two secretaries stop to exchange whispers as they stare at the screen.

One was an elite, the other not. Two secretaries, because the elite was unfortunately wearing out their usefulness at this rate. No point in learning her name; you won't know her for long. Going off of the performance reports, the elite's expected remaining lifespan was looking... bleak. A replacement was lined up ahead of time.

The more experienced of the two coughs into her palm, causing the sickly tips of her tentacles to worm about in discomfort. A revolting spew of inky bile presents itself across the center of her palm, but she ignores its lurid warning as she wipes it off on the hem of her dress suit.

Their words are lost among the ever-enduring thrum of the room's ventilation system.

The newbie points at different parts of the screen multiple times as she murmurs. A message presenting an unfavorable opinion towards the commander-- now those were a dime a dozen. Common as the corpses. Every conceivable spiel has already been done to death, and every morally reprehensible action has already been denounced a thousand times over. There was nothing more left to say.

What's there to point out? Is it even worth bringing to the commander's attention?

The new recruit twitches her narrow nose in concentration as she leans her head closer to the screen, as though doing so would reveal the message's author hidden between the lines.

"The commander had a soldier whose name started with an A. He knew them personally, beyond being their commander. He was fond of them." she pointed out in suggestion.

The two hold eye contact, weighing the potential significance of this letter. Not another word has to be exchanged.

Better give the commander a call. Hopefully it won't mind its lunch break being interrupted...

...

It stares at the screen. It stares until it manages to parse some sort of sense from the words spared to it.

For a moment, he almost dares to be hopeful.

Is this from them?

His wires lash as he tempers his swell of emotion.

Even so, they clearly aren't mine. Mine would never contact me in such a way. This message means nothing to me.

But it meant something to him. Had he been under the assumption that this was sent by nearly any other former test subject of his, he wouldn't bother writing back at all.

But then he did.

"Good evening, Octarian,

It is a shame to see that you have been swayed by the assertions of those who have had no business trifling with us. I find it hard to believe that you concluded without any outside influence that your conduct was out of order, for as long as you were my associate and as long as you participated. You were always sharper than you looked.

You were incredible at what you did, and your cooperation was not misplaced. Your sanitization operation had been a step in the right direction. I do not regret what I did. You know this, and I know this.

Regardless, you are still alive and still productive. That is well worth celebrating.

I regret to inform you that I will not be dismantled anytime soon, nor will I cease operations within the metro. I have no reason to. If the population is insistent that my goal is to commit senseless mass murder of an innocent species that truly deserves the land they live on, then so be it. My purpose is not to educate beastly mobs who are decidedly unworthy of such enlightenment. Your ignorance is not my responsibility. Sacrifices must always be made for the greater good. You should know this by now.

Penned by the messenger,

Denewiah Tartarus"

[fcxglcved]

— my tags are usually accessible because keyboard issues + bad eyesight is a thing, they're under this post. I mark my triggering content under the "### cw" format. If I miss one on a post or we're moots and you have a trigger please inbox me with anon on so i can be sure to tag it in the future. i'll add more as time goes on. ❞

[gcrdenview]

{ IC | 💉 Shotson }

{ Opens | 💉 Shotson }

{ Closed Starters | 💉 Shotson }

{ Headcanons | 💉 Shotson }

{ Visage | 💉 Shotson }

{ Musings | 💉 Shotson }

{ Playlist | 💉 Shotson }

{ Fashion | 💉 Shotson }

{ Aesthetics | 💉 Shotson }

{ Interests | 💉 Shotson }

{ 💉 Shotson | Verse: Pre-Shutdown }

{ 💉 Shotson | Verse: Showverse }

[nuclectide]

tag dump part i

[reanimatcr]

TAG DUMP.

[glassvilez]

Knowledge calls to all, but seldom achieve it without loosing something to gain it.

Image: credits | found on Pinterest | voice claim

Zandik's footsteps echoed through the quiet, nearly empty hallways of the early morning school. The silence should have been comforting, yet it left him teetering between nervousness and excitement for the day ahead. Reaching the library—a sanctuary he had expected to find empty—his luck faltered. Someone else was already there.

With a quiet sigh, he adjusted his grip on his neatly stacked papers and slipped into the room. His eyes quickly scanned the space, landing on the other student seated at a small lab table across the way. The man didn’t look familiar.

Too old to be a first-year… Zandik mused as he claimed a table a few seats away. Spreading his papers out in front of him, he began to study, his focus slowly pulling him into the familiar rhythm of equations, theories, and notes.

Hours passed.

Zandik remained buried in his work, occasionally glancing at the other student. The stranger was still there, scribbling intently onto what appeared to be pages of notes. From the way he moved his pen and the patterns of his pauses, Zandik deduced he was working on something literary—not scientific.

Despite himself, Zandik’s curiosity grew. He hadn’t expected anyone else to be here this early. His calculations from prior years suggested the library would be completely empty during the first two weeks of term. Either this student was unusually diligent, or Zandik’s focus on his own studies had left him oblivious to past patterns.

Caught up in his thoughts, Zandik failed to realize his gaze had lingered too long. When the other student shifted slightly, Zandik’s heart leapt, and he hastily cleared his throat. Gathering his papers in an awkward shuffle, he pushed up his glasses, attempting to regain some composure.

“H-Hello,” he began, the slight stammer betraying his nerves. “I was… curious. What is it you’re studying? You’ve been here for quite some time.” His voice steadied as he spoke, glancing briefly at the clock. Forty-five minutes until class begins… enough time for a conversation, perhaps.

He continued, “I thought the library would be empty this morning, but I must admit, you’re not a bother. Which is more than I can say for most people here.”

Zandik leaned slightly forward, his belongings now tidied, as he awaited the other student’s response. Curiosity flickered behind his sharp, calculating gaze, betraying his carefully composed demeanor.

( @currentlyoffwork | eat up )

[dead-or-lie]

One thing was certain..you were trapped. It was complete darkness due to the blindfold around your eyes. Your arms and legs strained by the rope tying them together. However, you hear a giggle from close by.

“Aw your finally awake…you really kept me waiting..hehe..”

[wileeswife]

He's been getting into my mind lately. I need to draw oc x canon about him...

[moonglowmuses]

amanda was crunching on some popcorn, leaning against the friend she had invited to stay the night. the two of them were sitting on the couch, preparing to watch a movie. the lights were dimmed and the mood was perfect. "have you ever seen this movie before?" amanda inquired. growing up, she watched a lot of movies. it was part of her emotional escape from her father's abusiveness. "we could always switch to another if you'd prefer that. you won't hurt my feelings."

@demongemz

[indulgentprompts]

antagonist rp starters -----

send 💊 to poison my muse

send 💉 to drug my muse

send 🔪 to cut my muse

send 🗡️ to stab my muse

send 🔫 to shoot my muse

send ⛓️ to chain my muse

send 🧛‍♂️ to bite my muse

send ♨️ to burn my muse

----- or any of these plus 🔄 [or "reverse"] to reverse the scenario

[ladiesonfilm]

Keisha Grey

She was a teen starter and hasn’t stopped pumping out filth ever since 🤩 - so that’s nice - she’s good looking, has big tits & a big bum, nice tan & DP level filthy so on paper she’s top notch . . . but . . . somehow, for me at least the sum of the parts is less than the total.

I think there’s a couple of things that for me are a bit of a distraction - specifically her huge tooth gap (yes I know done people love them but not me) + the fact she’s carrying just a little bit too much weight which given that she’s not very tall (5’ 2” | 157 cm) rather make her one of the chunky chicken 🍗 crew, like Katja Kassin + by now she’s very ‘porn’ - lots of skanky tatts, lifestyle issues, beefs with fellow performers etc etc.

Still, she is sexy & given her dedication to her craft there’s a huge amount of content to enjoy & her list of partners reads like an A-Z of porn.

Pro tip : Her Tushy scene with Leah Gotti is very nice, albeit obviously at the glossy rather than the gonzo end of the spectrum!

FR : 3

Status : Active

PSR : 10

PC : R/B/B/H/S

🏵️ : (18) , [ 💉]

OF$ : 5

r/keishagrey: 188k

Shave : BZ

[cryptid-cafe-bah]

Hello! Could I please get a level two starter system with five headmates, each one based off of a common phobia? Specifically making it so they embody the fear but in a comforting way! Kinda like how Creepypasta are meant to be creepy but overtime a lot of the characters have become well loved and comforting if that makes sense? Thank you in advance!’ I love your theme so so much btw!! - @sleepy-space-bah

Chupacabra Croissant #001

Phobia Inspired Starter System

Disclaimer headmates might not turn out exactly as specified

Second disclaimer images are not mine

Also thank you 💕 I'm glad you like the theme. I hope you like your starter system. /gen

Collective name: Sean, Darius, Daemon, Phantom, Pasta (bcuz creepypasta)

Collective pronouns: he/him, they/them, it/its, ghost/ghosts, fear/fears, phob/phobia

System name ideas: Phobia Phantoms, The Fear Factor System, Creepy Cookies

Arachnophobia - fear of spiders

Names: Lilith, Weaver, Charlotte, Widow, Spider

Age: 29

Pronouns: she/her, it/its, spider/spiderself, web/webself, phob/phobia, fear/fears

Gender: fingender, girlthing, spidergender, creepygender

Orientation: aromantic, pansexual

Titles: the spider woman, she who weaves, the creepy crawly lady

Species: spider woman

Source: Arachnophobia

Typing quirk: says fangs instead of things, types with ꥟ in place of o and z in place of s

Z꥟ it might type fangz like thiz (so it might type things like this)

The quick br꥟wn f꥟x jumpz over the lazy d꥟g (the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog)

Faceclaim:

Emojis: 🕸🕷🪡👑💘

Likes: knitting, dark chocolate, wrapping herself up in blankets, flowy dresses

Dislikes: bright lights, tight clothes

Aesthetic: goth

Nytophobia - fear of the dark

Names: Nyx, Shade, Ghost, Damien, Grey

Age: 14

Pronouns: they/them, one/oneself shad/shadow, spook/spookself, phan/phantom, fear/fears

Gender: nonbinary, gendervoid, darkgender

Orientation: aroace

Titles: the dark one, rabbit of the shadows, one who haunts

Species: shadow rabbit

Source: Nytophobia

Typing quirk: types in black or purple when possible, doesn't use capital letters or periods

Faceclaim:

Emojis: 🖤🌌🕳️💜⚫

Likes: plushies, painting, cookies, hoodies

Dislikes: bright lights, coffee

Aesthetic: comfycore

Trypanophobia - fear of needles

Names: Bug, Chance, Rosey, Daisy, Sticker

Age: 7

Pronouns: she/her, they/them, nurse/nurses, doc/doctor, phob/phobia, star/stars

Gender: cutegender, rosegirl

Orientation: asexual lesbian

Titles: little doctor, the sweet nurse, she who gives stickers

Species: human

Source: trypanophobia

Typing quirk: types with f or d instead of th and says chu instead of you

For example dey might say dis to chu (for example they might say this to you)

Faceclaim:

Emojis: 💉💊🌸💕🌟

Likes: stickers, plushies, animals, playing doctor

Dislikes: snakes, running

Aesthetic: cutecore

Aerophobia - fear of flying

Names: Finn, Feather, Gabriel, Darling, Dove

Age: ageless

Pronouns: he/him, it/its, angel/angelself, fear/fears, Wing/wingself, bird/birdself

Gender: trans masculine, angelgender

Orientation: gay

Titles: the angel, he who flies, the winged prince

Species: angel

Source: Aerophobia

Typing quirk: speaks very proper no matter what

Faceclaim:

Emojis: 💫☁🕊🪽🫧

Likes: being outside, birds, rainbows, bubbles

Dislikes: being inside too long, swimming

Aesthetic: angelcore

Glossophobia - fear of public speaking

Names: Alex, Dean, Whispers, Luz, Shallow

Age: 22

Pronouns: he/him, they/them, lost/lostself, shh/shhself, ❌/❌self

Gender: agender, gendervoid

Orientation: aromantic finsexual

Titles: the silent one, he who won't speak, the whisperer

Species: human

Source: Glossophobia

Typing quirk: uses lots of ellipses

Faceclaim:

Emojis: 🌼❌👁🤫🤐

Likes: video games, coffee, quiet spaces, flowers

Dislikes: speaking, crowds

Aesthetic: dark academia

I will reblog with inner world aesthetic cuz it's too many images for Tumblr