#( — open starter. )

[nomadjones]

dallas 📲 open.

Dallas: Is working every 24 hour shift you're asked to do for nearly six months enough to justify taking a week off? Dallas: Or is a week off in February pointless in itself. @aurorabaystarter

[loveshard]

muse: xavier york (he/him), late 20s, biromantic bisexual, fitness instructor/influencer & socialite

verses: human & warlock (tvd inspired)

"what if we ran away together for the weekend, you and me? pick a place, and i'll make it happen."

[peytonhayes]

open to whomever / location: sip happens

Peyton was doing some spring housekeeping at the bar. A little bit of dusting, shredding old paperwork, doing inventory. The nineties playlist in the background was now playing a classic song from Nirvana in the background when she stepped out from the back room only to come face to face with someone in the bar. She rarely locked the door given that most of the town knew the business hours— not that she was ever strict about those. "Fuck sakes," the curse left her lips while her hand slammed down on her chest. "I didn't even hear you come in." She took a moment to collect herself before she moved towards the back of the bar. "Not open yet but I can make an exception." She'd wanted to go through the higher cabinets but knew how rickety her ladder was so an extra pair of hands could be of use. "What're you drinking?"

[kodiakjackson]

open for: @aurorabaystarter

where: utp / choose ur own adventure!

"Where's the best place around here to get a drink?"

[starrycrown]

open to: m plot: 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. my muse and your muse are both royals from warring kingdoms. in order to bring peace onto both lands, an agreement is signed to marry both of them off to each other. they either agree or don’t do the union, but it’s something that they can’t fight. at first it’s just out of duty. there’s no love and that’s not important, love isn’t needed for power. will they fall in love down the line or will it just be political?

"I do."

Thinya said in a neutral tone despite the reluctance. It was agreed between her father and the King of the other land that she would marry the Prince. She didn't know him at all, nor did she ever met him before. She was standing there, in front of an unknown man and agreeing to marry for the sake of both kingdoms. The priest pronounced them husband and wife and Thinya looked at her now new husband. A part of her felt nervous as she said in an awkward tone.

"I shall do my best to be a good wife and tend to my duties."

[santiagodeleons]

open for: @aurorabaystarter + @cricketcampbell

where + when: four leaf, st. patrick's day

"They'll take any requests you have as long as it's Irish," Santiago explains over the sound of the band who were currently playing a live rendition of Mandinka by Sinéad O'Connor, "Except Johnny Jump Up. We're not doing that again. Not this year."

[devouredher]

♡ wanted plot: inspo x x ♡ potential connections: son's girlfriend, (step)- daughter, niece, granddaughter, neighbour, best friend's daughter, etc. ♡ alt. muse: adam, deacon, kingston, rowan, theo

it wasn’t meant to go this far. only a temporary solution to help him. she has been kind enough to listen to his semi-drunken babble all night as he revealed how sexually frustrated he has been since his wife has completely stopped having sex with him. as the night went on, the two talked and more drinks were shared between the two. that is how they ended up in this predicament. with her completely naked on top of him, his hard cock nestled in between her folds as she slid up and down against his length. “jesus fuck, baby..” he breathes out, hands gripping her waist tightly. the two have been grinding on each other like a couple of horny teenagers. “okay, i think maybe i’m good now. we should stop.” despite saying this he only continued to rut against her, and eventually his cock easily slid into her entrance. “shit! don’t move an inch! my dick accidentally went it.” he paused, his breathing heavy. “you need to slowly push yourself off of me.” he said in a panicked voice as he helped her push herself upwards. “there you go, it’s almost out.” only the tip of him inside her tight snatch.

[alfiearmstrongs]

open for: @aurorabaystarter

where: under the sea (where de newt play de flute, de carp play de harp etc) prom

"I'm getting hit with the most vivid flashbacks at random every time I look around, not all of them ones I want to revisit," Alfie jokes with a mild grimace, looking to the person closest to him with a somewhat hopeful expression, "You got any good stories about this place? Shenanigans and such."

[hxrtrp]

open to: females/nb (+27)

plot: somno (previously consented between muses). dante woke up horny and decided to pay your muse a little midnight visit. the thing is she was already asleep, beautifully naked, so he just helps himself

connections: wife, ex wife, girlfriend, son's girlfriend

muse: dante blackwell, british, 50 years old, lawyer

his hand slid quickly along his length, his big, thick cock hard and warm in his palm as he touched himself. his breathing was fast, hot, his dark eyes staring at her exposed pretty pussy between her spreaded thighs, glistening in the dim light of the bedroom. carefully, to not to wake her, dante slides his shaft through her wet folds, one, two, three times, leaving her sticky with the precum leaking from the swollen head of his cock. “fuck, that's a good fucking girl…” he praises through his teeth, unable to resist putting the head of his cock into her wet entrance, just the tip. she stirs right then, and dante watches while her eyes slightly open. then, he says ”shhh, love, just go back to sleep,” as he slowly put it in her, her cunt too much of a tight fit for his cock. still, he manages to fit all the way in.

[viciousins]

synopsis — fake marriage ! paris huxley , future ceo of the huxley hotel empire , despite indifference towards the role .

gaze lands on the woman who now bears his last name . ' they're not going to believe this marriage is real if we can't stand to be within a few feet of each other . '

[cynthiasoriano]

𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑵 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹 : 3/3

»» ⸻ anywhere in the beach front neighborhood

»» ⸻ with anyone!

     As soon as the orange creamsicle of a cat scrambled and fled out of the window and booked it out of her yard, Cynthia was running to her front door where she stuffed her feet into her sneakers. She practically flew to the pavement of the sidewalk as she left her house, door slammed behind her, in hot pursuit of the feline. All she'd seen was the direction he'd run off and Cyn was aware of how futile this effort was as she power walked the streets of the neighborhood, but she had a purpose. Even as she turned here and there it was all a guess on where the orange streak had made his great escape. Annoyed and should've been in the middle of her workout right now, despite being yoga pants and a sports bra, Cyn was kept warm by the anger that fueled each prowling step. When she saw someone up ahead, she had to comment when they got closer, ❝ ⸻ Please tell me you saw an orange cat run by this way? ❞ She was still scanning their surroundings knowing the little beast was likely watching and waiting to taunt. When their eyes met Cyn gestured in the direction they had been coming from. ❝ Because if he went the other way... ❞ Oh, she hated to think of that possibility.

[tanvimvshra]

WHO: Open Starter (2/3) WHERE: Paradise Point Resort & Spa

Anyone who knew Tanvi knew that while she liked to keep up appearances where her wardrobe was concerned, you’d be hard pressed to ever find her at the spa. Sure, she loved a good pedicure as much as the next person, but everything else? Count her out. Facials and manicures required too much trust in strangers while you were in a vulnerable position and if she wanted to sit naked in a hot room full of steam she’d just forget to turn the fan on in the bathroom when she took a shower. However, she’d been hired to look in to one of the masseurs in regards to yet another cheating case, and while she hadn’t wanted to go into the proverbial lion’s den, there she found herself- in a comfy robe and slippers, following a man down a way too well lit hallway for the little amount of clothes she was currently wearing.

However, her surveillance was quickly nearly derailed as the man she'd been following turned stopped walking and looked like he was about to turn around. In a blind panic (she couldn't be caught again), the private investigator quickly turned around and booked it best she could in the opposite direction. She'd dropped her phone- which she'd been using to film- and cursed rather loudly, now having to make the decision to go back for the device or to leave it. But Tanvi couldn't let her phone with way too much footage of this man's life land in his hands, so she really had no choice.

Letting out an annoyed (with herself, of course) sigh, she came sliding to a stop and turned back around to retrieve the purple iPhone, only to come face to face with someone she hadn't noticed before. "Oh uh, hi?" She offered with a bit of a grin. "These robes are so soft, aren't they?"

[loveshard]

based on enemies to lovers prompts: "jumping into bed with your enemy to “blow off some steam” or to “resolve sexual tension.” you promise each other it’s meaningless, but the next night, it happens again"

muse: harlow santana, early 20s, panromantic pansexual, film student & worker at his family’s restaurant

verses: human & supernatural: warlock (chilling adventures of sabrina inspired)

"we can't keep doing this. being around you has become a hazard to my sanity. and my bed."

[ringleaderdana]

OPEN STARTER. Post-S1 finale

She tried to ignore the doorbell... and the knocking that came after.

'Dana I know you're in there. Come on. Open up.'

There was no use trying to fight it. With a heavy sigh she lifted herself from the couch in the tv room and headed for the front door right as the next round of knocking began.

Pulling it open she moved to lean against it in the small hallway, looking out at the person on the other side of the storm door.

"You're annoying, you know that?"

[ravirussell]

for: @aurorabaystarter

where: dealer's choice!

Armed with a tennis racket in hand and a ball, Ravi let the fuzzy green sphere roll along the strings as he sought out an appropriate space to practice. Like most temptations, wanting to actually hit the ball got the better of him and his swing serve accidentally launched the ball further than he had anticipated.

"Hey! Duck!"

[sunliights]

open to anyone. muse: charlie masterton. 24 years old. bisexual. she/her. botanical science student. plot: enemies to… is that… sexual tension?

“i hate you. the fact i have to breathe the same air as you? it’s insulting.” charlie's words might have held a little more weight to them if her gaze didn’t flit down to their lips before meeting their eyes again. she shook her head slightly, as if that would break up the thoughts in her mind, and tried to harden her resolve. “you should just stay out of my way.”